You always come back
For you, there is no time And the Earth has no limits
You always come back
And I am always here
Waiting for your hands
Filling me with dreams Like light in a tree
Nothing is different
See you.
Everything is the same and pure
-Bye. -When you come back
This will always be your house, okay?
The verses of the Colombian poet Maruja Vieira,
which I paradoxically found in the library that Eva had organized in the house,
were the consolation I tried to use to overcome my disappointment.
I especially clung to the poem "Siempre,"
trying so hard to convince myself
that, sooner or later, Eva was going to return,
and I would be there to receive her
and continue loving her, as I had always done.
EVA LASTING
"ALWAYS" EPISODE 8
You'll see it's the perfect remedy for your heartbreak, Granados.
Mm.
Say hi to Madam White.
That friend who never fails to cure the pains of the body
and the soul, bro.
Hit it!
I had become dark and mournful in that place,
where, not too long ago,
the nights were full of light and happiness.
And while he inhabited the farthest corner of the cave,
in the outside world, Jairo Varela founded the Niche Group
and launched "Al Pasito,"
which became an anthem for dancers
and the favorite song of Eva and Professor Silva.
Camilo. No, no, no, no, no.
It's not worth it.
If you make a scene, you'll end up making a fool of yourself.
You don't mind that they're together?
Antonio was up-front with me in the beginning
and said not to fall in love.
You know what?
I'm sure that Silva will get bored of Eva and exchange her for another schoolgirl.
She'll be devastated, and…
then you'll get your chance, Camilo.
Trust me.
Good evening!
Prepare your documents and IDs for inspection.
Inspection, gentlemen. Inspection.
Have your identification ready.
At that time, the country was experiencing social unrest
that had fueled all of the insurgency groups.
And the government was keen to make its presence felt
in all the corners where it suspected any kind of danger could be brewing.
Revenge sex was not a solution.
On the contrary,
it was a door of hope that opened with promises of relief.
And upon closing, it made the inner void,
which was threatening to consume me, even larger.
In the theaters, they were showing Grease, and Interiors by Woody Allen.
And also Midnight Express.
And as I wasn't exactly in the mood for happy stories,
the latter was the one that had the most impact,
because I really identified with it.
Camilo, what have they done to you?
Look.
Your family and friends are okay.
Eva!
Mrs. Ana.
What are you doing here, José?
I haven't had the chance to thank you.
Thank me for what?
For the help you gave us so that Janet could go to school.
Oh no, I didn't do anything.
I just asked for an appointment with Dr. Alicia.
But you did the rest, most of all Camilo.
How about, Mrs. Ana, since we already have a reason,
and Janet was finally able to start school,
how about we… celebrate together?
Oh, José, I need to work on something for the school.
Oh. Well, I said it because… there's no one in the house.
You're alone.
I'm alone.
The controversy continues surrounding the promulgation today
by the National Government of the Security Statute,
which gives judicial powers to the police and the Army,
and which was presented as a strategy to counterbalance the insurgent groups
that, in recent days, have intensified their actions
in different regions of the country.
Have you heard that, Ana? Hmm.
Now they're gonna start repressing everything.
It was coming.
Since the government passed the Safety Law…
Do you know what's gonna happen?
They are going to start banning protests.
And they're gonna arrest people that they find suspicious,
because they can.
And you know what's the worst part, Ana?
Do you know who is behind all of this?
Do you?
Politicians in the United States. Mm-hmm.
Have you heard of the National Security Doctrine?
Have you?
This is it. This is it.
This is it.
Is that going to take a while, Ana?
That week, Luisa and Toñita came to the house,
and that prevented my life from tumbling down the hill
of pain and bitterness.
Okay, you'll keep your word, right, guys?
-Which was? -Help taking care of Toñita, moron.
I have all my classes in the mornings,
and Rodrigo goes to work at the club in the afternoons,
so he can take care of her while I'm gone.
Okay, I'll stay with her too sometimes.
I talked with my boss to have those hours free.
Well, I'm working during the night,
so I'll have all the time in the world to be with this little princess.
-Don't wake her up! Don't wake her up! -The coolest uncle in all of history.
-No. -Hey, hey. Count me in as well.
I don't know how, but I… I wanna participate, okay?
All right. Thanks.
Well, guys, now that you all committed to helping take care of Toñita,
I'll take care of all the cooking for us.
-Yeah! That's great. That's better. -All right! That's very nice of you.
And I know everyone has good intentions,
but now you will need to learn the basics of taking care of a baby.
-That's right. -I'll teach you personally.
-Very good. Okay. -Of course.
Okay, pay attention.
We extend the diaper,
fold it in half,
then fold it again so that it becomes a square.
-Mm. -You got it?
-Yes. -Careful in this part.
We take this corner,
we flip it, corner,
corner, and put the safety pin.
-Mm-hmm. -Easy, right?
And how often do we have to change the diaper?
It depends, but you have to check every two or three hours.
Every two hours?
-Yes. -But does she really shit that much?
-Martín. -Listen, man.
We wash our hands, then disinfect everything.
-Martín. -Done.
-Pour some water. -Just four ounces.
-Watch out. -Tell me when to stop.
Now take the milk. Four tablespoons.
-One… -One, two, three. There.
We'll take the nipple and put it through the lid.
Make sure it's tight.
You need to shake it to get rid of lumps.
Now drop some on your hand.
Taste it.
Taste it? No, it's gross.
No, it's good.
-Yummy. -See? Yummy?
-What? Is it too hot? -No, it's perfect.
-See? -Do you like it?
You're good at making bottles.
-Your uncle makes good bottles, right? -Do you like it, baby?
Once in a while, you need to take it out so she has a chance to properly swallow.
Yeah.
And to release gas, you just need to pat her softly in the back.
-Here? -Yeah, there.
Sh, sh, sh, sh…
What's up?
Are you okay with your room?
-Yes, it's okay. -Hmm.
Rodrigo had practically everything ready.
That dude was counting the days to have you here.
I was also counting the days to be here with this princess.
My baby.
She's beautiful.
Mm.
Camilo, are you sure there's no problem for Rodrigo and me to share the bedroom?
Why would you ask that? No, it's fine.
The rule in this house is that we have no rules.
If you want to sleep together… no one can say anything.
It's fine.
-Sh, sh, sh, sh… -All right, then.
Do you think you could stay with the baby tonight?
Of course. Of course. Don't worry.
Go enjoy your wedding night.
-Shut up. -Go ahead. Don't worry about it.
Sh, sh, sh…
You can be together.
You've spoken with Eva, huh?
And… is she happy?
I'm a moron.
Why am I asking you this?
How are you holding up?
-Good evening, Granados family! -Sh! Sh! Sh!
And Salcedo's family!
Well, today I had the night off,
so I said, "Why don't we celebrate the opening of our house
and welcome my sister and niece, Toñita?"
-Salcedo, man, please. -Your niece? Congratulations!
Come, come!
-Hey! Hey! Salcedo, dude, she's asleep. -Sh! Sh! The baby is sleeping.
-Be quiet. The baby is sleeping. -Quiet. Sh!
-The baby is sleeping. -I'll stay.
Well, I don't get the drama.
I just came here with my friends for some drinks,
to celebrate the arrival of Luisa and Antonia.
Oh, man, that attempt of an excuse is useless.
Hey, you shut it, Castro.
I brought you Vandalia so you can get lucky.
Salcedo, you have to understand, at the moment, we're living with a baby.
That changes things. We already talked about it.
The person who should tell me this is Luisa, okay?
Think you're in charge now?
Martín, the baby needs to sleep,
and all of this yelling and commotion will keep her up.
Okay! Well, if that's the problem, we'll go to my room and problem solved.
-Sh! -Right, guys?
Leaving Vandalia out, do you know anyone from that group, Salcedo?
Hey, what the fuck, Arbeláez? I'm disappointed.
Where do you know them from?
Well, from the neighborhood.
Oh, "the neighborhood." That's cute. Wake up, brother.
You know you just can't be letting strangers in the house, especially now.
Well, I don't understand what the problem is.
Isn't this house a place to be free and do whatever we want to do?
Well, yes, as long as we don't fuck each other, moron.
Oh, well, okay, so everybody wants to let me have it today.
Don't be silly, Martín.
Oh, of course it's that.
Of course it is.
You have been brainwashed against me.
But I don't care.
This is all a bunch of bullshit, and you can go fuck yourselves.
I'm outta here. Let's go, people! Let's go! We're not welcomed here.
What is happening with Martín?
Is he still using?
And now what am I supposed to do?
We'll talk to him, baby.
It's really all you can do.
And since he only listens to you, you need to do it.
Look at me.
Now, what's best for us is that we forget about all the problems.
And about your brother and the rest of the world. Okay?
This is the first night we're gonna be able to have to ourselves.
And nothing can ruin it, okay?
-Mm-hmm. -Yes?
-This night, it's just about us. Yeah? -Yes.
-Which classroom is it? -203.
203.
Can you wait a minute, Mom, Dad?
-What is it? -I, uh…
What is it, kid? Are you sick?
-No. -You wanna go home?
No, no, no. It's not that, Dad.
Don't overreact. Uh…
I prefer to go to class alone.
Because it's embarrassing to show up with my folks, okay?
It's okay, really. It's okay.
Take these stairs to the second floor. It's the first classroom.
-See you at eleven o'clock. -Thanks.
-Is this enough? -More.
More?
Here you go.
-Thanks. -Okay.
But don't spend it all on chocolate, please.
No. Sure. I know, Mom.
Um…
Can I get a hug?
Uh, no, because what will my classmates think?
-You'll be fine. -Goodbye.
Careful.
Good morning.
-Hi, José, Rosario. -Good morning.
-Did you bring Janet? -Yes. Mm.
But she didn't want us to accompany her to class, because she's embarrassed.
Ah.
Well, bye. I have to head to my classroom.
Bye.
You look better than ever, Mrs. Ana.
So much so that I'm coming up with some ideas for tonight.
José, have you forgotten I have to study at night?
Maybe you can skip classes tonight.
I don't think so. I'm leaving. I'm in a hurry.
And then Salcedo arrived at night, completely wasted, pretty high,
and… with a bunch of weird people, and he just went crazy.
Mm.
And what did you do?
Well, we tried to talk to him, but that only made things worse,
because… he lost his mind.
-You know how he is. -Mm.
He got all aggressive, and he stormed out of the house.
He didn't even care that the baby was home.
And that was it.
Well, that sounds awful.
-Mm. -Mm.
Can I tell you something?
Oh, well, last night, when all that mess was happening,
I started thinking about how much we already miss you.
All of us. I'm not even talking about… about you and me.
Of course, I'm really sad, but…
I actually say this because of the group.
You always know what to do, and you always suggest something
to solve these things, but now,
it's tough.
Well, in fact, there's a movie,
that is based on a book, called A Clockwork Orange.
And it's about an experiment made by some aggressive boys
who expose themselves to violent images.
I don't know.
Maybe if we take Martín to see the film,
then we can speak with him about it, see how he reacts.
-Mm. -Hmm?
Would you come with us?
Listen, Camilo… …just because we're not living together
doesn't mean we have to stop being a group of friends.
Have you missed us?
What do you think?
Mm, oh, well, I see that you're content.
Yes.
Yes, because I'm having new experiences that I love.
But that doesn't mean I don't miss you guys a lot.
Speaking of which, we wanted to ask you a favor.
-Who? -Antonio and I.
The thing is is that he and some of his friends are organizing
a protest against the Safety Law.
So we wanted to know if you would come and film us.
What d'you think?
We want freedom! Stop the repression!
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!
Stop the oppressive government!
EQUALITY - THE PEOPLE'S FIGHT
Stop! Stop!
Freedom to the people in Colombia!
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!
Stop the oppressive government!
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Freedom!
Freedom! Freedom!
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!
Eva!
Fucking shit. It's unbelievable.
Damn it.
Hello?
What's up? It's me.
Eva! I was looking for you in the middle of the crowd.
I couldn't find you. Are you okay?
Yes, they arrested me for a while, but then they released me.
The shitty thing is, the police confiscated the tape.
Motherfuckers. But you're sure that you're okay?
-Where are you? -Yes.
Yes, I called because I didn't want you to get worried.
I'll give you the tape deck tomorrow, okay?
-Hey, wait. -Talk to you tomorrow. Bye.
But come on.
Hello? Eva?
Hello?
It's kind of a dark review for a romantic comedy, huh?
Yes, well, I would have preferred to write about Midnight Express,
but you insisted that I write about Grease.
Well, apply these changes and take it to the editorial department chief.
Yes, sir.
Excuse me. Uh…
I would also like to write something
about what is happening with the… with the Safety Law.
Yesterday, I was at one of the protests, filming what… what was happening,
and… at one point, the police attacked the protestors.
They confiscated my video camera and kept the tape,
and… I'd like to talk about that.
If you want, tell this to the political reporter,
because I need you focused on something else.
On what?
On the soccer world championship in Argentina.
It's about to start, and as you belong to the sports section,
you'll have a bunch of work to do.
So, listen, I want you to start minding your own business.
Thank you.
She doesn't wanna go to school?
Well, she woke up saying she doesn't wanna go back there.
Mm-hmm. But why?
Because, yesterday, some boys were making fun of her during the break.
Give me names, Rosario. I'm going to teach them to respect her.
-No. No, calm down, José. -Give me names. Don't be impossible!
I can't leave it. I don't care if I end up in jail.
I'll go to that school to get those bastards!
I'll pick them up and teach them a lesson!
-If they're underage, I don't care! -Listen, José, come here.
Are you going to pick up and teach lessons to everyone who messes with her?
-If I have to, yes, then I will. -No, hey, José!
-What do you want? -Look.
If we both want to give her autonomy, it's not just for the good things.
-But it's especially for the bad things. -So, what? We'll do nothing?
-So we'll let this go, then? -Well, yeah.
We'll let it go, just like that.
José, Janet has to learn how to deal with problems on her own.
That's what this is about.
Then, for now, she shouldn't go back to school.
-No, no, no. -She's not going back there.
No. She took on the responsibility, and she has to fulfill it.
She's all frustrated,
but she's up there taking a bath so she can go back to José María.
Autonomy and independence are things that may be hard to achieve in life.
And for Janet, I'm sure that cost is going to be much greater.
But we can't take that possibility away from her, José.
It will hurt us, but it doesn't matter.
Because she has to figure out what the world is about
and find her place in it.
And she has to do it alone.
Otherwise, none of what we are doing will serve the purpose we need it to.
Okay?
Following Eva's advice,
we went to the cinema as a group to see A Clockwork Orange,
the classic Stanley Kubrick film,
in the hope that, by watching it, Salcedo would react
and become aware of the dangers he would be exposing himself to
if he continued down the path of debauchery.
But Eva's calculations failed,
and Salcedo, rather than being impressed by the harshness of the story,
seemed to enjoy it, almost as if it were a porn movie.
However, being in that theater with Eva, like in the old days,
began to give me an idea of how to make her absence less painful.
Man, those dudes were tough.
And they had a great time being that nasty.
-Didn't they? -Mm-hmm.
Hey, I honestly don't know which movie you saw, man.
-You see how those dudes ended up? -No. That is because it was a movie.
-In real life, that wouldn't happen. -Mm. I wouldn't be so sure.
-Oh, but why? You didn't like the movie? -No, it's not that, man.
The film is really good, but the thing is,
I think that you were the only one who related to the characters.
-Yeah. -Yeah, I'm with him.
These dudes stood up for what they believed in.
-Yeah, you nailed it. -What's up? How was it?
-What's going on, kid? -How are you, Eva?
Oh. You missed a great movie. Too bad you didn't come.
-Yeah? I'll watch it later. -And the baby?
Fine. She's sleeping.
-Oh, good. -So, Eva…
It's a miracle to see you here, yeah?
No, it's so good to have you here.
Are you staying for dinner, Eva?
Because this man over here has created a delicious pasta recipe.
You're gonna make it today, huh?
Yes, of course I will, man. It's the house special.
-We can all eat together. -Well, yeah, might as well.
Okay, guys.
Mm.
I'm gonna go because I have to work.
Bye, baby girl.
Amazing movie, Eva.
We're finally seeing eye to eye. Sweet.
Okay, guys, see you later.
Let me get this straight.
You all planned it out so that Martín could watch this movie,
hoping he'll understand the message and be moved by it?
Because the opposite happened.
He loved it and couldn't stop talking about the characters.
Why didn't he get the message? What are we talking about? I don't get it.
Oh, brother, forget it. You don't need to understand.
Definitely, this guy and Salcedo aren't capable of getting subliminal messages.
-Mm-mm. -But what are we talking about?
-It's over. -Bro, it's all good. Just eat. Come on.
Right there.
I wanted to write in the newspaper about what happened to us.
-Uh, during the protest. -Oh.
But the editor didn't agree.
He wants me to write about the soccer world cup about to begin.
Hmm. This is a good opportunity for you, Camilo.
That soccer world cup was just a smokescreen
to hide all the atrocities
that the military dictatorship is committing in Argentina.
-Yes. -No, seriously.
You can't imagine how many students have disappeared
simply for wanting respect for their basic human rights.
You can take advantage of what's happening in Argentina
and connect it to what's happening here.
-Mm. -Right?
Uh…
Oh, that must be Antonio. He said he would pick me up.
-Ah… -Well……Toñita is beautiful.
-Yeah. -Please say bye to everyone for me.
-Yeah, sure. Give her to me. Come, baby. -Here.
-Bye, Eva. -And please think about what I said.
-Yes. -Okay. Bye.
-Bye. Have a good night. -Hmm.
As soon as she left,
I realized that Eva's few visits to the 364
made my uneasiness even greater.
The fact that I had to find a way to make her absence less painful
became more urgent.
I came up with the idea to make plans which involved her
so she would have to be with us during the day.
Even if she didn't sleep at the house,
I was going to steal time away from Professor Silva.
That night, I even organized my things
so that I could write in what had been her room.
To be there was, in one way or another, to be close to her,
to her memory,
to her ephemeral presence.
And that, for me, was a breath of inspiration.
-What's happening? -Speak up!
-Speak up, asshole! -The fuck? What's going on?
-Tell us what's going on! -Man, what's happening?
Some punks who want to take me.
Why?
What are we waiting for? Let's beat the shit out of those fuckers!
-Hey! Hey! Calm down! -No fucking way! No!
No! No, man! There are 15 of them, and one of them is armed.
-I'm calling the cops, man. -No, no, no!
-Not the police! Not the police! No! -Why not?
-Why not?
-Spit it out! -Speak up, man!
Salcedo, tell us what's happening or we'll call the police right now, man.
I sold them some dirty snow.
-What? -And I spent the money.
What is dirty snow?
Tell her.
Tell her… that it's cocaine mixed with God knows what crap, huh?
Are you selling drugs now, Martín?
Well, yeah. If you call the police, then I'm fucked.
Then think of a solution, man. They're gonna break the fucking door down!
What are we waiting for? Let's beat their asses!
I'll go out.
-No, no, Luisa, you'll stay here. -Don't say that.
They're probably not gonna hurt a woman, right?
No! Don't you see they are high? They chased me all the way here!
They won't leave till someone faces them!
-I won't let you go out alone, Luisa. -No one asked for your permission.
-Let's go together. -That's better.
All right. Everyone except Martín.
-Okay, let's do it. -Stay with the baby.
Get your ass over there.
Hey! Open up!
Good evening.
Tell that rat to come out here.
He's my brother, and he's not coming.
Then we'll have to go inside and pull him out.
-Sir, there's a baby inside. -Yeah, easy.
I know my brother fucked up, and we are ready to solve… the problem.
But let's do it in the right way.
You see, the only way
that we can fix things
is if your brother steps up like a man and faces us.
If not,
we won't give a fuck
if, in that house, there is a baby,
an aunt, a grandma, or anyone else.
-Come get me if you're so tough! -What did I say? Stay with the baby!
I won't leave you alone with these bitches.
Yeah? What are you gonna do, then? Huh?
No, no, no.
-No, man. -It's all right.
-Please, no, no, no. -Hey. It's okay.
-It's okay. Hey. -Calm down. Calm down.
-They're gonna kill us. -Let's calm down, okay?
-Let's calm down. -What's goin' on there?
Nothing, sir.
They're some people who were inside at our party,
but they were leaving.
Weren't you?
Get outta here!
You cannot be loitering or causing problems in the street at this hour.
What did I say? Move! Or do you want us to arrest you?
Listen to the officer, moron.
Well, in the end, nothing happened, huh?
Are you stupid, or what?
That guy was armed. He could have killed us.
Oh, shut up. He was just trying to scare us.
Do you really think those dudes were going to murder us in front of everyone? No.
Tell him something, okay?
I definitely can't handle this guy right now.
We're leaving the house.
What?
Bringing Toñita here was a mistake.
If someone has to leave this house, it's this moron, not you.
You just arrived.
Camilo, before anything else, we have to make sure she's safe.
What happened today was a sign.
You should think about what you're doing.
Today, you came out clean.
Next time, you won't be so lucky.
Happy now, asshole?
JOSÉ MARÍA ROOT DISTRICT SCHOOL
I imagine it will be that way until she makes friends.
She told us that some of the kids are bothering her.
Yeah, Rosario told me.
And you're trying to find out who they are, huh?
Well, if you've spoken to Rosario, then you know she wants me to do nothing.
There's nothing you can do, José. She needs to figure it all out on her own.
Mrs. Ana, I tried calling you last night, multiple times.
Yes, I thought it was you.
And I didn't wanna answer.
What we're doing is wrong, José.
It's wrong? Why?
Because I need to stay focused on what really matters now,
which is my job and the university.
No, but we said we would continue exploring the Kama Sutra book.
-And that, besides, we are lovers-- -I know, I know, I know.
I know that's what we agreed to, but it's not working.
At least, not for me.
Doing this confuses me. It takes a lot of energy.
We already have to assume that you and I are not together.
And I have to be consistent with that decision.
So… José, I'm gonna ask you a favor.
Let's not be in contact just for a little while.
Hmm? I hope you can understand.
Are you leaving?
I have class in half an hour.
And Toñita?
Rodrigo is staying with her.
Hey, Luisa, I…
wanted to apologize for what happened yesterday.
I know I screwed up big-time.
And… believe me, I can't forgive myself for risking Toñita.
The most important thing is to know what you're doing with your life. Okay?
Yes, I know.
And, listen…
…I swear to you on my niece's life,
it's never going to happen again.
But, please, don't leave the house.
Living together will be fucking awesome.
And I wanna have the opportunity to see Toñita every day.
To maybe take care of her.
And take care of you and be with you.
Please give me another chance, okay?
I promise that if I ever screw up again, I will leave this house.
I swear.
But, please, don't take away the opportunity to see my niece every day.
Please.
-Interesting. -Did you like it?
Yes, but this is not what I asked for.
Uh, yeah, but it's a fact the Argentine dictatorship
is going to use the World Cup to hide what it's doing.
The disappearances, the human rights violations.
-And much more. -Let me ask you something.
Are you bored with the sports section of the newspaper?
No, no, no, sir.
Lately, I see that you are very concerned about political issues.
And the problem is that I need a sports editor.
-Not a political one. -Sure.
That section works very well and is complete.
Yes, yes, I understand, but someone should write about what's going on in Argentina.
Many people are, and rest assured, when the time comes, we'll do it too.
But right now, I need you to focus on the teams' profiles
and players at the World Cup.
Yes.
You're a day behind, huh?
Thanks. Excuse me.
I had to listen to the editor
and focus strictly on writing the sports issue of the World Cup.
We decided to give Salcedo a second chance
with the promise that he would get back on track.
And that weekend,
as part of my perfect plan to steal time with Eva,
I suggested we go and visit Pabón
to see if he, who was now living in the belly of the whale,
had any information about what was happening with the Safety Law.
We saw Quiñonez again, who, as always,
was behaving like the asshole he never stopped being.
-What's up, guys? -Hello. How are you, Caliche?
Fine. Sorry, I was busy.
To be honest,
the real novelty was due to the presence of Caliche,
the actor that Pabón had met at the opening party of the 364.
From that day on, we all had to accept that Pabón had a boyfriend.
Look. Tirano Banderas.
I had to order it. It's a book that's impossible to get a hold of.
I've wanted to give it to you since you've been here.
That's awesome. It looks great. Thanks.
-Yes. It's… -Thank you so much.
…a really harsh portrayal of a typical dictator,
just like all the rest of the dictators of the world.
Thank you.
-My pleasure. -Do you like it, pup? Hmm?
-Do you like it? -"Yes, Daddy!"
Hey, Pabón,
has anyone in here said anything about what's going on outside,
about the Safety Law?
-No. -Mm.
They haven't said anything.
-But it seems pretty intense, right? -Yes, it's awful.
I wanted to talk about it in the newspaper. They wouldn't let me.
They reminded me
that I'm the sports editor and in charge of the film section,
but concerning politics… …forget it.
-Well, yes, people don't… -Mm.
…wanna get caught up with things that are considered taboo.
Mm-hmm.
Well, then I wanna extend an invitation.
Now, why don't you read this and start thinking about an adaptation
for street theater and put it up on your free days?
-Hmm. -Caliche could help you.
Well, yes. I like the idea.
It could be a… a good way to protest
against what is happening in Argentina and the Safety Law.
-Exactly. -Listen.
What if, instead of a street theater play, we make a video?
-Video? -Yes, look.
It's just that, with Janet's documentary,
well, I was thinking that,
with the camera, we can do much more important things
than just filming children's parties.
We can record the video
and then show it in schools, in universities,
in community centers, where they let us, where there are open doors.
Huh?
Well, yes.
The book was Tirano Banderas by Ramón del Valle-Inclán,
and everything was going as planned.
The idea of getting back together as a group around a common project
and, above all, of having Eva back on the team,
filled me with encouragement.
I devoted all of my time towards adapting Valle-Inclán's book for the short film,
which, as we had agreed, would be a kind of denunciation
of what was happening in Argentina and what was happening in Colombia.
Eva would review every step I took with the script
and give me her notes and criticism.
Which, I must admit, was accurate
and helped the adaptation come to fruition.
Guys, let's go to class.
But the one who didn't seem to be very happy
about this new joint project was my rival,
Professor Silva.
We worked like crazy to have everything ready
for when Pabón had his free days.
Janet was going to be our makeup artist,
and she joined us during prep to help with everything.
Professor Silva was kind of a silent guest.
And I began to notice a certain discomfort on Eva's part
with the way he was interacting with her.
There are gonna be two takes with Pabón in uniform. Right?
Yeah, that prop has to be here.
Okay, I'll be right back with what you asked for, Pabón.
Caliche. Here, have a snack. Go ahead and take one.
-Thanks. -Granados, do you want one?
Please.
The next day, we were synchronized
and working like clockwork for the recording.
With the exception of Professor Silva,
who still couldn't find his place within the work.
I don't know what else to say. I can't do this.
-You should leave. Just leave. -Yeah.
Camilo.
Huh? What's up?
I wanna congratulate you.
We should wait to see how it turns out, right?
No, I don't wanna congratulate you for that. I'm sure it will look good.
I wanna congratulate you for what you're doing with Eva.
Oh.
Filling her day with group activities to get her away from me.
I mean, it's very… very creative and an efficient way to fight for her.
Well, I mean, I'm doing what I can, right?
-I know. I know. -Mm.
Believe me, I also have my own way of defending what I want.
-Oh yeah? -Mm-hmm.
And what's yours?
To become Professor Humbert?
And to follow your Lolita's every step?
I think it's bad.
I think it's bad, professor.
I hope you don't end up as crazy and desperate
as the character in the novel.
Look, I think I know Eva much better than you know her.
-Mm. -And I can tell you
with complete confidence that she's like…
like a sponge, uh…
completely absorbing the new things she finds along the way too quickly.
That's what happened to you?
Well, I mean… I've been through what I guess you're going through.
I'm very sorry.
How much suffering can you take? Hmm?
Because, after you've lost everything, well, that's the only thing left.
Suffering.
But take it easy. Take it easy. Don't worry.
You might still write something cool about this idea that…
"When an author is able to pour their soul onto the page,
well, the result is going to be wonderful."
Your words, right?
But… but don't forget the form, huh?
And remember that we write so that others… others can read us.
You said that too. Huh?
Tirano Banderas, scene one, shot one, take one.
-Ready. Camera speed. -Wait a second. Okay.
Sound? We're rolling.
And… action!
What time is the Democratic Youth protest scheduled?
For 10:00, sir.
At Plaza Central?
That is what the signs say.
And have my instructions been followed adequately?
-Absolutely, sir. -Good.
Propaganda
of political principles,
as long as they are within the framework of the law,
is the citizen's right, okay?
And they deserve the respect of the government.
The advantage, sir… is that you are the government.
And you make the law.
Oh.
Oh, man. Don't tell me you didn't notice.
He was like a fish out of water. True.
-But if he argued with Eva, I missed it. -Oh, I didn't. I didn't.
In fact, at one point, I think Eva asked him to leave.
And then he got really angry and came to beef with me.
-He told you to leave her alone? -No. I stopped him.
I told him he resembled Professor Humbert.
And who's that?
Uh, the… the main character of a novel. A novel called Lolita.
Man, don't you feel that
you're letting your emotions control you?
-Could it be Salcedo? -I don't know.
-Coming! -If it's Salcedo, he'll hear me out.
One moment! We're coming!
-One moment! -Hey! Stop it! Stop it!
Thank you. The police are looking for me.
EVA LASTING he police are looking for me.