It was 1978,
and the Sandinista Revolution was triumphant in Nicaragua.
On US television, the series Dallas premiered.
Nine hundred members of Jim Jones's cult
were committing suicide in Guyana.
The legendary Julio Jaramillo, who popularized many songs,
such as "Que nadie sepa mi sufrir" or "Nuestro juramento," passed away,
as well as Pope Paul VI, the first pope to set foot on Colombian soil.
He was replaced by a new pope called John Paul I,
who died after 33 days of pontificate,
making way for the Polish Karol Wojtyla to become John Paul II.
Come on, motherfucker! Speak!
Argentina was celebrating the World Cup
during the military dictatorship.
Argentina! Argentina!
Argentina is the new world champion!
And in Colombia, the Colpatria Tower was inaugurated,
a skyscraper 50 stories tall.
The government decreed the Security Statute,
which was issued by Julio César Turbay Ayala.
And Pabón joined the army to do his military service.
Hey, bro, it will only last a year, huh?
And as soon as you're out, you'll have your spot secured at Nacho,
or any public university, with the first-year certificate.
I don't care about that right now, Granados.
And why not take advantage of being inside the system to do some research?
-How? -Inside the system?
-Yes. -What do you mean?
Okay, for some people, like actors and writers,
every experience is a source of inspiration.
-Right, Camilo? -Yeah, yeah. Of course.
The army!
-The heart! -For my country!
-See that, Salcedo?
You can still make your decision and come do some fieldwork with me, man.
And with the boys.
I'd think about it, bro.
Well, yeah.
If they hadn't given me a spot at SENA, I'd certainly be here with you.
Don't forget about me, my friends, huh?
At the end of the '70s, long hair was still a symbol of rebellion.
How are we doing?
And perhaps for that reason,
the first rite of military service was a haircut.
Next!
A kind of signal that rebellion had to give way to obedience.
It was a loss that some suffered to a point of tears.
Pabón!
What's up, bro?
Welcome to hell, huh?
EVA LASTING
"THE INCREDIBLE AND SAD TALE OF INNOCENT ERÉNDIRA
AND HER HEARTLESS GRANDMOTHER"
EPISODE 4
Stop the injustice!
The first day at university
was nothing like the first day of high school.
As freshmen, we arrived with a fear of the new
and the feeling of acting like adults for the first time.
Everyone except Eva, who gave the impression
of having always lived on the San Giovanni campus.
Stop the injustice! Stop the injustice!
Stop the injustice!
Since this is the first class, I usually do a practical exercise…
UNIVERSAL LITERATURE
…where each and every one of you will come up to the front,
and, while you're telling us who you are,
you'll take off your clothes until you're completely naked.
That way, you'll overcome
that enemy of creative work that we know as… embarrassment.
So I'll do the roll call, and as I call out your name,
please come up here to perform the exercise.
Yes, Miss…?
Eva. Eva Samper.
-I'd like to ask you one thing, professor. -What thing?
That you be the first one to take your clothes off
while telling us who you are.
-Yeah! -You go first.
Yeah, that way, we'll all understand this dynamic much better.
-Yeah! -Yeah, we'll all agree on that.
Thank you. Thank you very much. But this exercise is for you.
I've overcome my embarrassment.
Oh, so you won't have a problem taking off your clothes in front of us,
since you're asking us to do it in front of you, right?
Is there a problem, professor?
-He's scared. This is so weird. -Are you hiding something?
Maybe it's teeny-weeny.
-Ooh! -I think so.
I'm a very good observer, professor, and you look like you have that problem.
Mm-hmm.
Let's see.
If you're gonna do some hazing, you'll need to be a bit more creative.
And you're gonna use another clown, because this one didn't reach the goal.
Eva!
Eva stepped forward, avoided the hazing,
and as always, she made them feel her presence from day one.
What I'm saying, Rosario, is that it's been too long.
Almost three months. I've learned my lesson.
And I need to see my daughter. I need to see Janet.
I need to take her to my apartment,
to see my granddaughter every now and then.
I'm not justifying my actions, Rosario, but I did what I did
because I felt that girl was suffocating from all your demands, all right?
And I wanted that, when she was with me, she felt calm and relaxed.
I don't think that's wrong, or is it?
Well, yes. It is very wrong.
Because not only did your meddling set her back in her academic progress,
but she also saw that lying and deceit are legitimate ways to proceed.
Hmm.
We have to prepare her for her life, that's not going to be easy.
Mm-hmm.
And there's another issue that's… related to her
that I need you to help me solve.
What happened?
-Well, Janet is very rebellious, and… -Mm.
…lately she's been determined that she wants to go live with you.
Hmm.
Good morning, everyone. I'm Antonio Silva.
I'm going to be your history of literature and writing professor.
Relax I'm not gonna ask you to strip while you tell me who you are.
You may not know about this, but that hazing…
has been a tradition and a legend in this university for years.
I suffered it myself.
I replicated it myself.
And today, you guys
have mortally wounded it.
Everyone's talking about what happened here today.
They're already talking about it all over the university.
And you will see, with the passage of time,
how your story will become
a myth.
And that's precisely, there, where I want us to begin our class.
The myth.
THE MYTH
The origin of practically… all of literature.
And it was fundamental for the transition from oral to written culture.
I really hope you all like reading,
because in this class,
we will read a lot and very quickly.
On top of Eva stopping the stand-up routine
of the junior-year jokers,
the appearance of Professor Silva was the best thing about the first day.
Edgar Allan Poe…
He was a young, intelligent teacher, and a poet,
who broke the traditional distance between students and professors.
He captivated us from the very first class.
I love you so much.
-Me too. -And…
And even though I'm dying to live with you,
I have to think about what's best.
And what's best for you right now is to stay living with your mom.
With you, everything is funnier.
It doesn't have to be different.
We'll keep hanging out.
You have fun with me and you learn with your mom.
-Do you want the other way around? No? -No.
We have to acknowledge that your mom has the hardest part in all of this.
Huh? She's doing it because she wants the best for you.
Because the idea is that, in the near future,
you can be well prepared, intelligent, and happy.
Hmm?
Anyway, don't you worry. We still have our weekends.
You're gonna stay in my apartment and have a lot of fun.
Well, sweetie, do you know why we're here?
No.
Well, in this moment, today,
we're gonna have our first practical class.
And relax.
Your mom gave us her blessing.
All right?
Switch places?
Switch places.
Oh my God.
PUBLIC SERVICE "LA SOBERANA" TAXIS
-The keys. -Mm-hmm.
Okay.
All right.
Check the mirrors.
-Ready. -Mm-hmm. Now the keys.
Well done. Perfect.
Very good.
Very good, kid. Very good.
Perfect.
Very good.
That's it!
Good job. You're doing great.
Very well.
Perfect.
Just put this hand like this, so we…
Yeah, kid! Great! Give me five!
Good, kid.
That's it, kid.
Let's shift down a gear. Very good, and…
Camilo, tell me. How's college going?
-Good, Grandma. It's fantastic. -Mm-hmm? Yeah?
Yeah, Grandma. I'm learning a lot.
-I'm glad. -Mm-hmm.
-You look lovely, Janet. -You too, Grandma. I like your gray hair.
Thank you.
Family,
Janet and I have an important announcement.
We want to invite you all to come to our new house.
Oh!
-That's great! -That's the idea, yes.
Very good. I mean, as long as you don't cook, right?
No. What? Boiled water with salt?
-What else could he cook? -Sardines. He loves it.
That would be perfect.
I appreciate the trust, Mother.
No, it's not that I don't trust you, son.
It's that I know you.
But don't worry, because that day, I'll go,
and I'll do the cooking in your new apartment.
Oh, then I'll go. Yeah.
Well, the idea is for all of us to be together…
-Thank you for the invitation. -…as a family.
After dinner, we can drink something to celebrate.
Well, I also have an announcement for you.
Mm! Share it.
Today, I received a call from your sister Rosa Elvira from Pennsylvania…
-Mm-hmm. -…to tell me
that, in a month, she'll be married to a US citizen.
-Finally. -Finally she did it, huh?
-Oh, José! -Oh, Mother, please.
That's why Rosa Elvira went to the United States.
-That's not true. No. -Please, Mother. She went to--
She went to study and work…
-Study and work. How long? -…and liked it. That's different.
-Well, either way, she has found love. -Tell the story.
-Oh that's great. -She's getting married.
She wants me to be there,
and she's inviting me to… to bring someone along.
-Wow! That's great, Dad! -Mm-hmm!
-Oh, you're the best, Mother. -Huh?
-We have to obtain the visas, photos… -I can help her with that, Dad.
That paperwork takes time. We should be prepared for anything.
Yeah, they take a while, but Eva must know.
-Getting our visas is not that easy. -No, no, José.
I'm not taking you.
You're gonna take him?
-Hmm? -This kid has to be at college.
-Well, I can ask. -No, you can't skip school.
-Let her speak. -Tell your grandma you can't travel.
No, the thing is, I want Lucero to come with me.
Mother, with all due respect, I wanna ask,
have you talked to Rosa Elvira about going with… with Lucero?
Yes, sir.
Mm-hmm. And what did she say, Rosa Elvira?
Well, that it's my decision, and that she respects it.
But did you tell her that…
Look, I told her everything, José.
It seems like you're the only one living in the Stone Age around here.
What I can't believe, Mother,
is you'd prefer to go with her than go with me.
I'm not only your son. I'm the bride's brother.
I'm really sorry, but the thing is that Lucero and I have been wanting
to take a trip, and this one just dropped out of the sky.
-Lucy, my love, it's no problem. -She said "my love"?
-If this is a problem, I can stay. -There's no problem.
-I should be going. -Calm down. No.
-And don't "my love" my mother. -It's already decided.
I don't think that you'll get traumatized because Mommy isn't taking you.
Believe it or not, yes… it hurts.
It hurts deep in my soul.
Enough with the drama, José.
You've never even gotten along with your sister, not ever.
The perfect opportunity to reconcile with her.
But never mind. I understand. I'm not one of your priorities.
-Oh, come on. -I get it, Mother. I get it.
You don't care about what happens to me.
I understand it.
From this night forward, you're dead to me, Mom.
Janet, we're leaving!
Bye, Janet.
Oh.
At the end of the '70s,
a trip to the United States was still an event for the middle class,
and we all accompanied our grandmother and Lucero to the airport.
There were photos, hugs, and even tears.
Some even proposed singing the national anthem
before the two ladies boarded the flight.
Days after my grandmother's trip,
and as if it were an unconscious and coincidental tribute to her,
Professor Silva gave a masterful class
on one of García Márquez's masterpieces.
The Incredible and Sad Story of Innocent Eréndira
and Her Heartless Grandmother.
Throughout García Márquez's novel is the most apparent model
of taking the myth born out of oral tradition
to one of literature.
Although the heart of the innocent Eréndira
glows with hope and a desire for freedom,
the truth is that she is chained.
During school times, we had been close to some of our teachers,
but we had never went out to clubs with them.
This was another barrier that university life broke down.
And it did so with the help of our most charming teacher.
Professor Silva.
While Grandma Lucy and her partner conquered American soil,
life for the rest of us continued as normal.
My dad was living as a single man.
He had managed to get Rosario to allow him to take Janet to his new apartment.
And he had decided to do something he had always dreamed of doing
but never had the courage to do.
Hey, kid. I have a plan for our next few weekends together.
We're going to learn to play guitar.
Castro began to stand out in the Cardenales' lower divisions
and began to cherish the possibility
of a premature debut in the professional squad.
Let's go, boys!
Luisa, with the help of the whole family,
managed to combine motherhood with her nursing studies
and continued to do typing work.
But she replaced selling ice cream with providing home injections.
And then, after about two hours, you'll feel better. Okay?
They say I'm good at my job.
Arbeláez hadn't made it into the National school,
and while he was waiting to try again,
Eva had pulled some strings and got him a job at the Country Club.
Your bill. Here it is.
Also thanks to Eva, Salcedo had got a better job
than the one he had in his mom's restaurant.
There you go.
This allowed him to take the automotive mechanics classes,
for which he had been admitted to the National Learning Service, SENA.
Oy. Ready, professor.
One way or another,
Pabón had been able to cope with military life
without any major incidents,
until the day that Quiñonez, true to his nature, exposed him.
Give me 20 more!
What's wrong, Recruit Pabón? Didn't you have breakfast?
Sergeant, I request permission to speak.
What's happening, Quiñonez?
Sergeant, the problem with Recruit Pabón
is much more serious than just skipping breakfast.
What are you talking about, recruit?
I come from the same school as Recruit Pabón, Sergeant.
That's why I know the man is pretty delicate.
Stand up!
What do you mean by "delicate"?
Recruit Pabón was expelled from school, Sergeant, for having bad habits.
They say that he likes to play for the other team, Sergeant.
Silence!
Is what the recruit Quiñonez saying here true?
Are you a homo, Pabón?
-Yes, my sergeant. -I didn't hear you!
Yes, my sergeant!
Well, you are where you need to be, then.
Here in the military, we're going to straighten out those bad habits.
They're not bad habits, my sergeant! It's just the way I am!
We'll see what new choices you'll be making
after the treatment we're going to give you, recruit.
We'll be straightening out the way you are, I promise you.
After days of rehearsals, my dad and Janet gave their first concert.
Bravo!
-So beautiful! -Did you like it?
-I loved it!Fantastic! -Yeah?
We've only had a few lessons,
but we wanted the first concert to be for you.
Well, you left me speechless.
Did I get a prize?
Yes, you'll get a prize.
Chocolate?
Okay, all right. But just one.
Okay, all right, two.
They're in the kitchen.
You did it so well!
Just two, Janet, please.
-I, uh, have to control her diet. -Mm-hmm. Sure.
José, I appreciate this.
Really. This is very important to Janet, and… and for me as well.
And for me.
It's just that I wanna do things right, Rosario.
Then the time has come for us to do something together
that's not going to be easy, but it will be very important for Janet.
Well, just tell me what to do and I'll do it.
INTERNATIONAL ARRIVALS
After two weeks of traveling around the United States,
Grandma Lucy and Lucero returned to Colombia.
The rituals of traveling were completed with the welcoming ceremony.
Hey!
It was some kind of celebration for the return of the family hero,
who was coming back from their adventure.
There they are!
It was necessary to surround them with the enthusiasm
and honor they deserved.
That was frustrating. God.
Grandma arrived completely captivated by the United States,
which she began to call "over there,"
and with which she never ceased to compare us every chance she got.
This traffic is horrendous. This doesn't happen over there.
No?
No. No, because over there, the streets are so wide.
-Mm. -They're at least, what, six lanes?
-Eight lanes, my love. -Eight? Are you serious?
Eight. Of course.
-Jeez. -And another thing.
The taxis are spacious and comfortable.
Not like these sardine cans.
Look, ma'am, if you're so uncomfortable, you can get off and take another taxi.
-No, come on. -See? That's another thing.
People over there are nice, well-mannered.
-Stop. -Yeah, that's true.
-There are less criminals over there. -No, but… how could you possibly…
How is that little baby supposed to bear this?
-Oh, poor baby. -Don't listen to her.
-Wow, look! That brand is so cool. -Do you like them?
Uh, yeah. Yeah, ma'am. They're beautiful.
We couldn't decide which ones
because the stores over there are really something.
-They're huge. -Of course.
-This over here is for the baby. -Let me. I'll take it.
-Thanks. -This one is for the baby.
And this one… Uh, this… this is for your mom.
Oh, thank you very much. So cute. Look at this.
-Look, it's nice. -Camilo, I got your sister a present.
-Yeah? She'll love it. -It's good, right? Here.
Grandma, thank you.
-And this is for your dad. -Oh.
-If he doesn't want it, you can keep it. -Oh yeah?
Because, let me tell you,
that this is really an important baseball team over there.
-Nice. Cool. Nice. -Well, Camilo, I have two gifts for you.
-First of all is a football. -Mm-hmm. Very trendy.
They're really fans of American football. We even went to a game, right, baby?
Oh yeah!
-This is your other gift. Here it is. -Mm-hmm.
-What is it? Is it inside? -Open that suitcase to see what's inside.
-Uh-huh. -How do you open this?
-Oh, what is this? -Oh, it's a surprise!
Huh?
Oh!
Look at this! Oh! This is for me?
I mean, look at this! Eva, look!
Those cameras are trendy over there because people know what they're doing.
They record all of their celebrations, their parties,
and then they keep them as if they were treasures.
-Oh, and look! See? -Oh, Grandma.
-That's where you put the videotape. Huh? -Yeah.
-And there's a light as well, and… Oh! -Yeah?
-Everything works with a battery, okay? -All right.
-And this is so you can watch it. -Ah!
-For editing. -Yeah, to edit things.
So? So?
Wow! Amazing, Grandma. Thanks!
-But I also brought a gift for the house. -Mm-hmm!
-No way! There's more? -This is…
Yeah, I know what this is. It's called Betamax.
It's like having a movie theater in your house.
Hmm.
I'm realizing all the movies your mom brought are interesting.
-Is that so? -Yeah.
Well, I don't know what to say. It's as if she brought nothing.
It's useless.
Unbelievable.
A Betamax for the house.
She brought you a jacket.
Camilo got a video camera. Janet got makeup. And what did she get me?
A baseball cap from some team I don't even know. Which team is this?
But it's nice. What matters the most is the gesture.
Yeah, sure. The thought counts, I guess.
At least now I know how she really feels about me. Give this back to her.
Tell her I only wear soccer caps, nothing else.
-Oh, José. -I didn't come here for that, Mrs. Ana. I…
I need to ask you something.
-I need your help. -With what?
I… need to have a talk with your boss.
With my boss?
With Salcedo and Arbeláez working at El Campestre,
and Eva as a member, the exclusive club practically became our new meeting place.
And despite the fact that people still looked down on us,
we became regular guests.
Hey, Granados,
are you sure they didn't sell your grandma this bad ball and tricked her?
-You're a moron. No. -It's kind of weird.
In the '70s, without Internet, television channels,
or social networks,
American football was a sport about which people didn't have much knowledge.
Therefore, some didn't understand how a ball that wasn't round could exist.
It's… it's an American, uh, football, man.
-How do you play it? -I did some research.
Look, it says that there are two teams of 11 players,
some offensive in one team and some defensive in the other.
Then the attacking team tries to carry the ball
to the other end of the field to the end zone and thus score points.
-How do you use this? With your foot? -Yes.
No, you use your hands to score touchdowns.
-Oh! -"Touch" what?
Goals.
Sometimes you can use your foot if you're kicking a field goal.
But it's a very popular sport in the United States.
-Right, it's from there. Mm-hmm. -It's like soccer here. Mm-hmm.
Well, that sounds cool, Eva,
but where are we gonna get 11 players to play this?
And who are we gonna play against?
Uh-huh.
-Ready? -Yeah.
The American football was a real problem
because we didn't know what to do with it.
And after a few failed attempts to find a use for it,
it was forgotten forever in San Alejo's room.
If the football had been short-lived,
the video camera was a discovery and a turning point in my life.
Okay, say goodbye. Say "bye."
-I'll see you later. -My mom is the prettiest.
Here. Hey, look this way.
Awesome!
Until the late '70s, the possibility of capturing moving images
was an exclusive privilege of filmmakers and television people,
something completely out of the ordinary.
Camilo Granados at San Giovanni.
How did you do it?
1978?
But just as the '80s were heralding,
home video cameras appeared in the United States of America.
And the one that my grandmother brought me changed everything.
-Is my hair okay, Camilo? -No, you look good.
-Wait. Uh… here. -Does Antonia look good?
-Yeah, so nice, beautiful. -How's it going, baby?
Hi, Toñita.
-Hi, sweetie. Look at me. -Say, "Hi, Dad! Hi!"
Come on, bro. Go away, okay?
-Let me focus, Camilo. Get out, okay? -The band, what is it called?
What do you play, man?
The first recordings were of everyday life,
family scenes, and what my friends were doing at the time.
Here's the trumpeter.
Camilo, come on.
And if, as we had learned from Sontag,
the pose in the photographs had a dense ideological charge.
The recording of movement was something for which nobody was prepared.
Just do something.
-What? -Play with the ball or something.
Yeah! Two, three, four, five…
And… Oh. Easy, man.
-Watch out, bro. The camera. -Pass it.
-Wait. -Ah!
Nobody knew what to do, what to say, or how to act
when they realized that I was recording them.
Hey, bro, say hi.
Salcedo.
Man, don't you see I'm in class? Get the fuck out.
Come on, dude.
There it is. Look.
Castro's such a dumbass. He didn't want me to film him.
-Right. He's an idiot. -Yeah, for sure.
-Check this out. -Okay.
-Oh no! Everybody looks so bad. Stop it. -No, no, no. Except you, look.
Huh?
Hey, tell me. How do you manage to look so good all the time?
Oh. Give me a second.
Hello?
What happened? Why are you calling me?
Uh… I need to take this call alone.
-Oh, sure. But-- -It won't take long.
-Are you okay? -Yes.
-Yeah. Just give me a moment. -Oh. Uh… I'll be right back.
-Yeah. -Okay. I'll wait outside.
-It won't be long. Sorry. -If you need me…
-…I'll be here. -No, don't worry. Okay.
-Okay. No worries. -Thanks.
We agreed that you would never call me again.
These kinds of things were what didn't quite convince me
of my status as a friend with benefits.
Fortunately, I was completely immersed with my studies.
And, at times, that allowed me to occupy my mind
with something other than the mysteries of Eva.
Writing and printing
were the first signs of the death of storytelling as a living mechanism.
Because, of course,
what is written and printed cannot be changed.
Remembering
is an exercise in selection,
where we choose
different parts of what happened and what we want to tell.
For adapting to the vital needs of the one telling it and those listening.
For example,
I'm sure you've gone traveling with your friends at some point.
Whoo!
And of course, you've noticed that the stories
about what happened on those trips
become an important part of the conversation
between you and your friends when you get together.
You've probably also noticed that those stories
are different each time.
Because just some parts of what happened are told,
while others are left out.
But why?
Because the group changes,
and so the story has to change too.
Exactly this.
How far away we were at that moment from imagining
what was going to happen with smartphones
and their capacity to record and exhibit every second of our lives
and, with it, endanger concepts such as privacy, contact, and imagination.
I knew Granados was fucking up the way he recorded us all the time
with that damn camera.
Look how my nose seems huge.
You're right, Granados.
Looks like I'm just standing there, totally lame, without any flair.
-On the contrary, I think it's super cool. -What?
I think I can show these videos to Toñita when she grows up.
-Exactly. -So she can see herself as a baby.
Think of it as a photo album, but with movement, right?
Yeah, exactly.
-Well, if you put it that way… -Listen.
What if we started a business out of this?
What if we offer the possibility to make, like, mini movies
to record the most important moments of people's lives.
Huh?
-There's a market for that. -No, no, exactly.
Because, with all due respect, Eva,
but it would be like democratizing the luxury
that only the rich have nowadays, making movies in Super 8.
-Hmm? -That doesn't sound bad at all.
No, uh, besides, we can all work together.
Or do you have money to spare?
What do you say?
Ah… Look, it would be recording parties and family events.
PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE
José.
Come in. Dr. Alicia is ready for you.
Uh, uh, uh, Mrs. Ana, one question.
Did you talk to her? Did you tell her what we're gonna be asking her?
No, just briefly. It's better if you speak with her. Come in.
-After you. -Patience.
-Yeah. -Good luck.
-Thanks. -Mrs. Ana, how are you?
-I'm fine. All good. -You look pretty.
Actually, what you are requesting
really catches me by surprise.
We're aware of that.
Yeah, we know, but since Ana and I work together here,
and José is the father of a former student,
well, it was the most logical place to try something like this.
-How old is the girl? -She's 19 years old.
Level of her education?
It's very difficult to calculate.
Uh, but…
Well, for now, I have personally taken charge
of her entire educational progress.
And I feel that…
Well, we feel that, just at this point,
what she needs the most are…
are new experiences with kids her age,
with professors who aren't her parents.
I'm not an expert, but I have to ask this question.
Isn't that counterproductive?
We know our teenagers here very well, and they can be pretty cruel.
We're well aware of that, Dr. Alicia.
But, well, that's something Janet's going to have to deal with
for the rest of her life.
And our idea, honestly, is for her to gradually gain more independence.
-And for that… -Independence.
-…she's going to have to face… -To face…
-…those kinds of situations. -…situations.
I'm guessing that a student like your daughter
needs a certain type of methodology, or a special system of evaluation.
Yes, and I can offer my guidance in the beginning.
Yes, she's an expert, Dr. Alicia.
Look, Dr. Alicia, I know that this is very complex, I know.
But we are really willing to fight for it.
And we believe that, at José María, well, everything could be much simpler.
I think it's wonderful, what you're doing.
But I want you to know that the decision doesn't depend solely on me.
I'm open to the idea.
I'll think about it.
I'll make the necessary inquiries.
And I promise I'll give you an answer as soon as possible.
I appreciate it, Doctor. Yeah, this is already a win for us.
Yeah. We appreciate it.
Hmm.
How are the guys doing?
Mm, how are the guys or how is Salcedo?
Well, yeah, Salcedo too, and the guys.
Yeah, good.
Fine, fine. All good. Everything's okay.
I wanted to tell you that we're starting a business.
What do you mean?
Yeah, yeah. We're starting a business.
To record, like…
To record videos of parties, family events, and things like that.
Wow.
I leave you for a couple of weeks and now you're entrepreneurs?
-Don't you have a job for-- -Okay, let's see, princess.
My sergeant needs the whole platoon on the yard. Hurry up.
Hello?
Starting today,
this platoon will be divided into squads of ten recruits.
And each squadron will have another recruit
that they will be reporting to.
-Do you all understand my order? -As you command, Sergeant!
That soldier is going to be your new leader,
and you will owe him your respect and obedience.
You cannot ever forget that order!
-Ceballos! -At your command, Sergeant!
-Pizón! -At your command, Sergeant!
-Caro! -At your command, Sergeant!
-Fajardo! -At your command, Sergeant!
-Pineda! -At your command, Sergeant!
-Arias! -At your command, Sergeant!
-And Pabón! -At your command, Sergeant!
You will all be a squad now.
And your new commanding officer
will be Recruit Quiñonez.
As you command, Sergeant!
We clear on what you have to do?
Yes, my sergeant!
-Do you understand the order? -Yes, Sergeant!
The business started off booming.
There were weekends filled with baptisms, first communions, quinceañeras,
graduations, weddings, and even funerals.
And it was a group activity that allowed us to keep in touch
after graduation.
The light. Can you get the boom?
Those old cameras were connected to a tape recorder by a cable.
And the light was a spotlight
also plugged into some outlet wherever we went to film.
The biggest issue were the huge batteries that had to be recharged every 20 minutes.
It was a cumbersome operation that all the clients gladly accepted
just to have the Betamax recording of their little big moments.
You got it? Is it recording?
Through this path, we got into the family party business
and met a wonderful and incredible array of people,
including photographers who refused to die out
and saw us as their natural enemies.
It must be magic.
Hmm? Oh!
The bad magicians at the kids' parties,
for whom every trick was a real torture.
No, he's fine! It's okay.
-Hi! How are you, kids? -Hi, kids! Are you ready?
The clowns who, behind their makeup, often hid a neurotic
and aggressive character.
The alcoholic waiters who drank more than the guests.
What's going on? Are you going to eat cake?
A company of hippie and pot-smoking puppeteers.
And even a one-armed organist,
who was never short of work because, given his condition,
he charged half the fee.
-Come on! Hurry up! -Yeah, Luisa.
Well, my friends,
it's a pleasure for me to inform you that the recording business
for events and family parties is a complete success.
-Congratulations. -Really?
-You serious?Yeah! -Really, really?
-You can check it for yourselves. -Whoa! Are you serious?
And that's only after working two weekends. Just imagine.
-We're rich. Rich! -We can become independent!
-Well, let's not… -Should we get a bottle?
-Yeah! Yeah, hey! Hey, waiter! -No. No, no, no, no!
Hey, hey, hey! I've got a better idea.
I've got a better idea.
Why don't we find a house and we all move in together?
Huh?
It was a proposal straight from the heart,
born from the desire to keep sharing life with my friends.
A proposal that would push us into the necessary but always painful step
from adolescence into adulthood.
EVA LASTING ence into adulthood.