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Keratyna (2023)

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The R-complex is the lower part of the human brain,

which includes the brainstem and cerebellum,

...in charge of lower instincts, such

as aggression, territoriality and fear.

David Icke. The Reptilian Brain.

Your hair looks great like that.

Somewhere between silky and

shiny like a shampoo ad.

Where you said,

who has hair like that?

Well, you do.

Well I don't know. Thank you.

I don't mean that as a joke

or anything like that.

Are you feeling well?

Yes, perfectly. Why?

I don't know. It's strange to talk

so much about my hair and

Damn, Laura, it's been a while.

How are you?

Very well, here for a reunion

Recognize each other?

Of course...

Natalia, how are you?

All right. I'll see you guys later

and we'll do shots.

See you.

See you later.

She couldn't remember my name.

Pardon?

She remembered my nickname,

but not my name.

No way. I don't think so.

It's been a long time.

And... What do you do for a living?

I am a journalist.

Oh, yeah? Of what?

Research.

Do you work for any particular newspaper?

No, no, I go on my own.

Independent of the big media lies.

Aha.

What is your occupation?

Well, I am a professor of

gender studies at the university

and I am now preparing

my doctoral thesis.

What is it about?

Sounds good.

Yes...

Its weird. Isn't it?

In high school we never spoke once

And here we are 12 years later.

Yes, we talk.

Pardon?

Yes, we talked a couple of times.

But, we talked.

Man! It's been a long time.

We're not expecting you here.

Yes, other years

I've always been caught up with something.

You're not trying to pick up my girlfriend?

You can't be left alone.

We are back again.

I guess the feeling has been going

on since high school.

And how are you doing?

What do you do for a living?

He is a journalist.

No sh*t. Me too.

He is the founder of X newspaper.

Co-founder.

Those who brought up the

whole issue of adulterated amoxicillin.

It was really cool.

And what are you up to now?

Well, he's on his own.

Not like you, who has become

comfortable with the successes.

Hey, man. You don't know

how glad I am about that.

Because I was told that last year

you were uploading conspiracy videos to YouTube.

That we are dominated by intergalactic reptiles

and I don't know what sh*t.

Send me your resume.

Maybe if something comes up,

we can collaborate.

Don't say that.

What?

Very d*ck is very macho.

Feminism is a farce.

It is an excuse to separate men and women.

Divide and conquer.

It is a very old technique.

Pardon?

Yes, feminism is a farce.

The supposedly independent media cover it up.

Why? Because it's in their interest.

Who are they? You are.

Repeat that.

Feminism is a farce.

And it's all orchestrated

by intergalactic reptiles.

By vipers.

Like your girlfriend.

But you!

Stop! Stop! Jorge!

Take it easy... Take it easy...

See?

This is the only thing you're ever going

to give a woman in your life.

Grief.

(whispers)

Whats going on?

(whispers)

The f*cking Rat...

(whispers)

f*cking Rat... f*cking Rat...

We are not here to be victims, but creators of our reality.

(TV News mix )

Good morning and welcome

to The Man of the New Dawn.

Five years ago I uttered

this phrase for the first time.

A phrase already mythical

for the followers of this channel

with which we open each

of our weekly broadcasts.

An affectionate greeting

that I will never tire of repeating,

with which we welcome

all those who decide to open their minds

and join us on a journey

into the heart of the great mysteries.

Is there intelligent life in the universe?

Are we being watched

by strange beings on our planet?

What are their intentions?

Do our governments know their plans?

Today the program team and

I want to celebrate this half decade with you

and we want to do it in a very special way,

for the modest price of 10 ,

those who wish to do so, will receive a gift,

an offering, as the ancients would say.

With this offering we want to throw a spear

in favor of all those who fight

for human freedom.

Throw a spear.

Throw a spear.

Good morning and welcome

to the man of the New Dawn.

Mom?

Why did it take so long?

Elevator does not work.

I ordered more units.

That's the only thing I have scheduled.

You're missing half.

Were you told it was coming today?

Yes

It must be from another seller,

a colleague is bringing it to you.

When?

Well, at the usual time,

until 10 p.m.

Since I'm buying through you,

wouldn't it make sense for you

to make sure that everything arrives

at the same time in the same package...?

Well, I say it for you.

It is not company policy.

If you would be so kind as

to rate from one to five.

Five.

Very kind

Good day.

Good day.

Five years ago today

I uttered this sentence for the first time.

A phrase already mythical

for the followers of this channel.

Zero,

but round.

With which we open each

of our weekly broadcasts.

An affectionate greeting that

I will never tire of repeating.

Oh, sorry son, I don't know

where I put the keys.

I brought some pastries

from grandma's town...

An offering with which

we want to break a lance in favor

of all those who fight for human freedom.

Because the future belongs

to us, the new men,

those who love their neighbors

and are capable of giving

their lives for the future of our species.

Because those who want

to face the blinding light of truth

You are a b*stard!

Dont touch me!

Dont touch me!

What was that?

Nothing

I just came from the village.

My mother is very sick and my sister

and I have to take turns.

My mother is an old and stubborn woman.

And there's no one to take her out of there,

but of course we can't afford

to pay anyone to stay with her.

I understand, so you didn't see anything?

I didn't see anything,

but I heard something.

I was unpacking the suitcase and

I heard a scream and a thump.

Does anyone else live with you?

Yes, my son.

Could you ask him to step outside for a moment?

I don't think that's a good idea.

Excuse me.

Look, he's always been a very shy and withdrawn boy.

He was treated terribly at school.

I had to take him out of every camp

because he'd end up wetting his bed.

They didn't pay any attention

to that that days.

They thought it was just kid stuff. You know?

I understand.

For six months he has been untreatable,

he does not speak and practically

does not leave the room.

I am afraid he will have

to make an exception.

But why don't you come in?

With so much fuss, I'm sure you'll be

more comfortable inside.

It is open.

How old was she?

I don't know how someone

so young can do that,

but of course, seeing how the world is,

nothing surprises anymore.

His neighbor says he met her

Friday night at a bar.

And well, we're still checking.

And how is he?

He is being reassured

by our colleagues.

Poor guy.

I don't believe that version.

No?

Suicidal people do not throw

themselves in an inner patio.

They are exhibitionists.

If they can splash a pedestrian,

all the better.

So?

I think she was running away.

Of what?

From him

We are checking...

Your window overlooks the patio, right?

Yes

It was open when we entered.

With the heat,

I always keep it open.

You didn't see anything?

No, sorry.

And in the last few days

have you seen anything suspicious?

I don't like to spy on my neighbors.

Never?

Not even to k*ll time?

To k*ll time I already have the internet.

I have all the stories I want.

With all the necessary data to form

a correct opinion on the matter

Students on the sixth floor say

they heard a scream.

Sorry, I can't help you.

I work with my headphones

on full volume and

I don't hear anything.

Many people think it's best to stay out of trouble,

not to talk to the police.

But if you have seen something,

no matter what,

you know that the best way to ensure your

your safety would be to tell us

the truth.

Of course, agent.

They are from my mother's village.

It's a pity they didn't have

any cream wafers left.

Those are really crunchy.

Those are deadly good.

Pardon

Ma'am... Could we speak to your

son alone for a moment?

I guess so.

Your mother says you don't leave the house.

With all due respect,

do you have some kind of

psychological problem?

Nowadays it is not necessary

to leave home for anything at all.

You can get information, work or

order anything through the Internet.

What is your occupation?

I am a journalist.

You could say I do something

similar to what you do.

To relate facts.

Connecting the dots.

We're in the same boat.

Your mother says that they treated you

badly at school,

that they insulted you,

what did they say to you?

Nothing important.

Kid stuff.

And what did you do

when they insulted you?

Did you answer them?

Did you stand up to them?

He also told us that

you had some nightime...

incontinence problems.

I don't think I'm enjoying

this conversation.

Sorry.

Just curious.

But tell me something.

If you didn't hear the girl scream

because you work

with your headphones on full blast,

how come you heard us knocking on the door?

You had them on too.

I think you'd better leave.

You know what I think?

That that girl is dead because of a cowardly b*stard

who hates women.

Mom!

And that nothing is going to happen

to that b*stard

because of another coward incapable

of telling us what he has seen.

Is something wrong?

Don't worry ma'am, we were just leaving.

Delicious.

Sorry for the inconvenience, ma'am.

You're right, kid.

Nobody spies on the neighbors anymore.

It always gives rise to misunderstandings.

What I don't know is what he must

have thought when he saw us here.

Well, I hope we don't have to see each other again,

at least for a similar reason.

We live in strange times

The Internet and the media

who act selfishly and are unable

to take on common problems.

thus covering up their yearnings and fears,

to the point of making the truth

indiscernible from the lie;

fact from fiction.

We live in...

in darkness.

that is why journalism is a public service,

which must enlighten,

which must put the focus on social problems,

to achieve a conscious, self-critical world,

in which people are able

to draw their own conclusions.

Mom, I've told you a thousand times

to call before you come in.

Oh, sorry

Are there any noodles?

I was thinking of making

something tasty to eat,

we could eat together.

Sorry.

I was going to do some shopping.

Do you need anything?

No, thanks.

You're welcome.

Should I bring paper?

Mom

Okay, Ill go

Fear is the most powerful weapon used by those who seek to control us.

We live in strange times.

The loneliness and fear

they instill in us day by day

keeps us separated from each other,

in a prison of lies that prevents us

from facing the true objective of their plan,

to end the freedom of the human race.

We live...

in Darkness.

How this qualitative leap

in evolution is being prepared

is what we propose to

unravel in today's program.

Good morning and welcome

to the Man of New Dawn.

Remember the days when shampoo

was just that, shampoo?

Well, today they add a lot of additives that,

far from raising our suspicions,

are an incentive for the sale of the product.

Keratin, Serum.

Additives whose daily application on the scalp

can have a very different effect

to that promised in advertising.

Neighbors should help each other.

It is something that is being lost.

Yes, it's a pity.

Your name was?

Mara.

Nice to meet you Maria.

My name is Abel.

Pleased to meet you, Abel.

I am the son of Doa Antonia.

The woman who lived upstairs.

I didn't know she had a son.

How she was always carried in the saddle

by the Filipina girl.

Well, we didn't get along very well.

I've moved to the apartment

to organize everything a bit

and I'll stay until I find something else.

Come in, come in.

Give me a minute.

Take also these pastes

I can't eat them all by myself

and are going to go bad in this heat.

I appreciate it,

but I don't have a sweet tooth.

I have a little bit of mania for them.

How odd.

I know, I know.

Very kind of you as well.

Last night, a man k*lled 15 people

with an as*ault weapon, also leaving

several wounded in a restaurant in Marseille,

police have shot down another g*nman...

Mom

Mom,

Yes?

I turned the radio off again,

you left it on.

Oh, sorry son

I bought you more noodles.

I have taken the white brand

See how they are.

Do you smoke rolling tobacco now?

Yes, its much cheaper.

I do them all at once...

so I don't have to worry about it.

How is Grandma?

Well.

You could join me next time.

Maybe she'd like that.

Yes. Well, we'll... We'll see.

Besides, it's been a long time since

we've done anything together.

Oh, look what I found at Grandma's house.

You used to throw tremendous tantrums.

Grandma didn't know where to hide.

You only calmed down when I took

you in my arms and sang you a song.

How beautiful my child is.

How beautiful when he sleeps,

he looks like a poppy...

What did the neighbor want?

Pardon?

The neighbor, what did he want?

Nothing,

to lend him some eggs for an omelet.

I'm going to bed.

Okay.

to draw their own conclusions....

Thats a FAKE!!!! XD XD

Ah. How are you?

Good.

I just stopped by the bakery that opened downstairs

And I remembered you.

You didn't have to buy anything.

Because of the other day, I don't want you to think

I'm ungrateful for refusing your pastries.

How silly

I've made coffee, come in.

How's the omelet?

Not very well...

I can't really get the hang of it.

How you like omelettes?

I like the way my mother used to prepare it

With onion and little curd as with...

slime...

My mother always prepared it with roasted peppers.

The house would smell like peppers for hours.

Whenever I smell peppers I remember her.

I read somewhere that potato omelette

is a very sentimental dish, like gazpacho.

Everyone prefers the one their mother used to make.

How did your mother prepare it?

Very curdled. But I prefer it rare.

I guess it was a childish way of rebelling.

They're good.

Are you sure you don't want to try them?

Sure.

You would change your mind if

you tried the cream-filled wafers

from my mother's village, they are delicious.

People go there just to buy them.

But of course,

they buy them so much that

they don't usually have them when I go.

Let's see if I get lucky next time.

I suppose I could make an exception.

If it's not too much of an indiscretion

why did you get along badly with your mother?

That's a lot of years already.

Its hard to explain.

My mother was a very beautiful and vain woman

and I guess she didn't want

to have a fat kid next to her.

Sometimes, when she came to

pick me up from school,

she would bring treats

for the rest of the classmates,

but she wouldn't let me take one

Wow.

Why was she doing that?

I don't know.

She liked it, I guess.

I remember her laugh.

She was laughing a lot at the time.

When she was already in the wheelchair,

I would cut and dye her hair.

She couldn't stand gray hair

She always wanted to have carbon black hair.

One day I cut a little too much

and she started laughing.

I don't know why,

but I took the clippers and shaved it off,

left her there in front of the mirror

and she didn't laugh anymore.

I left home and never saw her again.

Jesus...

I know how it looks,

but even tyrants are pitiful

in a wheelchair.

Some sources indicate that there could be 40 dead

including children...

Oh, I'm sorry I turn it off.

I have it on and it keeps me company.

What a company.

Yeah, well, in these old apartments

you get lonely when it's quiet.

Yes, they are too big and too expensive.

It is an old rental,

otherwise it would be impossible.

What do you do for a living?

If I may ask

I do nothing.

I watch TV.

The 24-hour channel

Look,

if I ever make another potato

omelet with peppers,

I'll invite you, okay?

Think I should?

Why not?

Have you ever come across a very

old lady in the neighborhood

who walks dogs and wears blue hair?

I didn't notice but...

You would have noticed.

It's quite funny to watch her.

She goes around with

two little dogs pulling her.

She dyes her hair every now and then,

blue, green, pink.

I don't know why, but I feel

a little sorry for people

who don't assume their age.

The other day I read that there is

such a thing as subjective age.

One has to look on the outside,

as one feels on the inside.

It is healthy and natural.

Thanks.

It's...

horrible.

You look like...

a girl.

Abel likes it .

And he is a hairdresser.

He is supposed to know about it.

What are you doing?

Nothing. Just a friend.

But you are of an age.

Why are you taking it out on me?

I'm not taking it out on you,

I'm just doing what any son would do.

Keep his mother from

making a fool of herself.

Crap.

Mom...

Im sorry...

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Hi. How are you?

I'm Abel.

Sorry for the sweat,

but we just came from jogging.

Your mother has told me

a lot about you.

I saw you the other day in the hallway, but...

I didn't dare introduce myself.

I'm a bit shy.

Is something wrong?

I'm sorry,

I just have this habit.

Are you all right?

You should say something.

Jogging?

Yes, jogging.

It's just that I'm very vicious.

I do it day in and day out.

And I think I've got a partner.

That T-shirt is mine.

Yes, I lent it to Abel because

I put the clothes in the wash.

There's no dryer at his house and well,

I figured you wouldn't mind.

I invited Abel over

for dinner tonight.

Yeah.

That way you pick up

the clothes and

have more time to get

to know each other.

If my son regains his speech.

21:30?

Okay.

Perfect.

Pleased to meet you.

Do me a favor.

Try to be a little nicer tonight.

And put some clothes on

for God's sake.

Have you talked to him?

Well, I spoke above,

but don't say anything either,

he hasn't assimilated it very well yet.

Hi.

What's for dinner?

Thank you...

You should eat something.

Alcohol is bad for you.

Why? In case I start fooling around?

Well, you're right.

And tell me.

Your mother told me

you are a journalist.

I stopped by a store earlier

and indulged in a little something.

I hope you don't mind.

I don't know much about it,

but the clerk told me that this guy

is very fashionable and is selling a lot.

That's the guy who brought up the whole

adulterated amoxicillin thing, isn't it?

The truth is that he was very brave.

This may not have been

a good idea.

I have to take it.

Don't worry.

Nothing will happen.

Is it tasty?

Very tasty.

Well, I'm glad.

Cut the crap.

How long are you going

to keep fooling around?

Pardon?

I haven't said anything.

anything to anyone.

To whom have you not said anything?

To the police.

And what have you not told the police?

That I saw you.

When did you see me?

The day of the girl.

Ah, Of course.

Yes.

I saw you too.

Why?

Why?

Why didn't you tell

the police you saw me?

Because it's none of my business.

Well, you should have.

I didn't.

So you can rest easy.

Do you think I did something to that girl?

Why else would you be

hanging around here?

I'm not lurking anywhere.

I like your mother.

We get along very well.

You are using my mother

to get close to me.

Aren't you being a little paranoid?

Why would I do such a thing?

You want to know exactly what I saw

and why I didn't say anything.

Right...

And what did you see...

exactly?

You were leaning out of the window.

Right.

And that makes me

a despicable m*rder*r.

Look, I don't want anything weird.

I just want to be a

good friend for the future.

Or at least...

a good roommate.

How?

She hasn't told you anything?

You will never be my friend.

You will never live in this apartment.

Sorry...

Everything okay?

Grandma is in bad shape.

I have to leave now.

When were you planning to tell me?

When the time was right.

He cannot live here.

The house is huge and you

don't even leave the room,

you wouldn't even know it.

We barely know him.

He is a good person and

we need the money.

You can't just walk away.

We need to talk.

We'll talk about it when I get back, okay?

Mom...

I saw him with the girl

How?

I know you think he's interested in you.

But hes lying.

He's not interested in you.

He's interested in me.

I don't get you.

Think.

Why would a man 20 years younger

be the least bit interested in a woman like you?

Mom.

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looking for free sex.

Click on the link...

Mom.

I'm on the train.

What do you want?

Nothing.

It's nothing from before.

I was looking for,

do you know if there are

any noodles left?

Yes,

I think there was plenty,

but I'm not sure.

I'm sorry. You'll have to make

do with what's there.

It'll only be a few days.

I'm sorry about that.

Nothing. Nothing's wrong.

you remember the girl

who jumped out the window?

Yes, of course.

Okay.

And do you remember

what color her hair was?

Well, I don't know.

Why do you want to know that?

No, no reason.

Anyway, if there are few left, I can call....

No, no...

Jet black?

I'll be whatever you want me to be, honey.

Perfect.

Address?

Calle Hilarin Eslava. 38.

What's your name?

Hello...

Neo?

Yes.

I'm Angy.

Hi.

May I come in?

Did you bring what I asked for?

You should pay me first.

Yes, yes, of course.

How much is it?

It depends on what you want.

Lets see. What do you want?

Nothing.

What do you mean, nothing?

I mean it's not for me.

And who is it for?

Listen, Angy...

Is Angy your real name

or is it a nickname?

I prefer that you keep calling me Angy...

Neo.

Shall we sit down for a moment, Angy?

I have not called you to work with me,

but to work with my neighbor.

Your neighbor?

Yes. That you work...

To f*ck him.

Yes...

Does he know?

No...

Is this like some kind of gift?

Not exactly.

He's been fooling around

with my mother for a while.

Do you live with your mother?

Yes.

How old are you?

Does it matter?

I just want to see if his intentions are good

or if he's after money.

Now...

Neo...

this is not X videos, you know?

Here doesnt work like: "Hi, I'm Angy

They came to fix my boiler

and this is what happened".

That's a montage,

in case you ever thought it was plausible.

You will say that you are going

to drink with some friends

who are students living

in another apartment.

Act drunk and say you got mad at them.

You have run out of battery in your cell phone.

You go into his house and

ask him if he will let you call a cab.

And then?

"I came to get the cab...

and this is what happened."

More or less.

You have to take your cell phone

with you

and put the recorder on

as soon as you come in,

I'll pay you more.

Quite a bit more.

You have to be very convincing.

Are you a good actress?

No...

but you men are good spectators.

You believe what you want to believe.

Are you going to be eavesdropping?

Then there is no key gesture.

Key gesture?

In case your friend is a pervert.

And you have to come save me, Neo.

I'm just kidding.

You're gonna get a

lot of dough for this.

Well, that's it.

Can you come and pick me up?

In his underwear.

Look, I don't know.

He's got something.

He's an idiot, but I like him.

Did you record everything?

Yes...

What's wrong?

I told him the whole truth.

But why?

Don't worry baby.

He's a good person.

I understand what he is trying to do.

She's a good mother.

And he's just trying to be a good son.

I would have done the same thing,

if my mother hadn't been my mother.

You know?

you remind me of her.

She had hair like you.

Black, coal and long.

Very long.

I liked to comb it

when I was a kid.

I guess that's why

I'm a hairdresser.

I think you should be happy

for your mother.

Come on, one more.

No, no, no, no, no!

And I'd rather...

I'll take this one and go.

You've been on TV, haven't you?

No.

It's just that you have like

one of those faces

that you remember.

You know?

No.

I know.

You're that geek.

The one in the conspiracy video.

Have you seen my channel?

I am not a believer,

but I have a friend

who is very fond of the Reptilian theme.

Don't say that word.

Which one? Reptilian?

Yes, it is rare.

Its sounds like...

It sounds like Emiliano.

Like Mr. Snake

in a bowler hat.

So what?

What are they up to lately?

Who?

Reptili...

I mean...

The intergalactic oviparous

I don't know.

They want to rule us,

to enslave us.

Yeah...

The classic.

What's that all about now?

It has to be nice.

What is it?

To believe that there is a race

of intergalactic oviparous people

who have a plan against us.

Then we

terrestrial mammals

aka humans,

would have a common enemy...

and we would forget about each other.

Can you stop?

We would just need someone

to warn us of their plans. You know?

And that someone could be you Neo.

You'd be our hero.

You'd save the world

and take the girl.

Which girl?

The girl.

The one who is obligatory in all stories.

I am not afraid

of reptiles.

They are innocent.

Simples.

What really scares me is

is the human being.

Why?

Because

they are perverts.

Do you know why

I am the best escort in Madrid?

Because you're too young.

No.

Because you are beautiful.

No.

They're hairpieces.

Everything about me is fake.

Do you want to see

what I'm really like?

It's a very long story.

But I assure you that the one who did this

to me was ...

a simple human being.

Do I still look pretty to you?

See? you're a pervert too...

Hey, you lie, don't you?

In your videos.

You don't believe that crap.

Think what you want.

I'm not judging you.

Truth is overrated.

It's easier to know someone by their lies.

It's like dreams,

they tell more than they hide.

Want to play a game?

What kind of game?

One to get to know each other better.

Is that hashish?

This is hashish.

This...

this is a special ingredient.

A special ingredient?

Yes...

For special people.

Like you and me.

Do you trust me?

You have to take a puff on this

and hold your breath.

I'm going to tell you something

about me.

And you have to guess

if it's true or false.

Then you can let the air out.

Never before.

Ok?

If you fail, which is most likely,

you'll have to guess again

and the puff at the beginning

will be increased by two seconds.

Got it?

Okay, so I'll start by giving the puff.

Four seconds.

You think of something to say. Ok?

Think.

I don't know.

I am under 37 years old.

f*ck, kiddo,

you have to say something

more exciting.

Otherwise, we're going to die of disgust.

Let's do it the other way around.

You take a puff

and I'll tell you a story.

Four seconds.

1 2 3 4.

Actually,

my name is Dassa.

I was born in Russia,

but I came to live in Spain

when I was very young.

My father couldn't find a job

so I started to prost*tute myself

when I was 12.

Don't look at me like that,

this is very normal in Russia.

Then I tried to work

in a hamburger restaurant,

but in the end I went back

to being a wh*re.

They are not so different.

In both cases you sell your body.

The only difference

is the price.

People think sex smells bad, you know?

But that's because

they haven't been frying potatoes

for 12 hours.

True.

False.

Which part?

Everything.

So you repeat.

What is your name?

ah...

a mystery.

Come on, repeat.

Now it will be six seconds.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

You're quite ugly

and a bit rude.

But for some strange reason,

I find you funny.

True.

But don't freak out,

I said funny.

Come on, it's my turn.

Think about something a little more...

People don't usually like me,

but not because I'm rude,

but because I work a lot

and don't have time to socialize.

False, obviously

All of it?

Everything.

You're rude as sh*t and

you're unemployed.

Come on, it's your turn.

Six seconds again.

1, 2, 3, 4,

Your neighbor

has paid me double

to come down here

and sleep with you.

False.

True.

How?

I don't know. He wanted you

to have fun.

And you accepted?

Of course it is.

Look, I think you'd better go.

Come on, man. Don't be stale,

we're having a great time.

Come on, come back.

Now it's 8 seconds

because you missed

1 2 3 4

5 6 7 8.

You go out of your way

to make people dislike you

because you're actually afraid.

You're afraid that

they'll find out what you are

and what you're not.

You don't want to save anyone

and you make up this

whole intergalactic oviparous thing because...

it's your only chance to be somebody.

To be the hero.

Of being the chosen one.

But actually,

you are a poor b*stard

full of resentment.

All this reptile stuff is here,

to save you.

But we're talking about me,

not you.

But it is true.

I think...

I'm not feeling well.

My name is Alicia.

What is your name, Neo?

And that nothing is going to happen

to that b*stard...

They are from my mothers village...

I guess thats why Im

a hairdresser...

To save... You...

you had some nightime...

Incontinence problems...

sh*t.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know it was going

to turn out like this.

My name is...

Everyone calls me Rat.

Homicide in Spain

From 10 to 15 years imprisionment

Involuntary

Come down!

I need your help.

My help?

Is this the girl from last night?

Yes.

She is dead.

So it seems.

What do we do?

I didn't do anything,

don't talk as if we were a team.

It's a pity.

She was very nice.

Strange, but nice.

Yes,

she was.

What happened?

I don't know.

I don't know. We were talking and...

And we played a game.

A game?

Yes, a drinking until

you get drunk game.

But with drugs.

What type of drug?

Hashish.

Mixed with something very strong.

What is it?

I do not know.

And then?

I passed out.

I do not remember anything.

We should call the police.

It was an accident.

Have you seen the girl?

Does it look like an accident to you?

Chinese synthetic drugs

You have to be very careful with this.

The other day a guy was on TV

who started eating his friends.

He chewed their faces off

like a cannibal.

You take one dose and...

They're like

Russian roulette.

One b*llet and

you're f*cked in the head forever.

Did you contact her directly

or through an agency?

No, I contacted her directly.

Did you say something weird?

Like what?

I don't know.

Something that could incriminate you.

It's hers, isn't it?

No one has missed her.

What are you thinking about?

Well, the little time I spent with her

I found her to be a rather unstable girl.

Believe me,

I have a sixth sense for these things.

I don't think anyone would be surprised

by a radical change of life on her part.

Make it go away.

We could try

to get rid of her.

Do you have a better plan?

I guess go to jail.

For better or worse I've known

people who have been to jail.

No offense, but you're not the

kind of person who can go to jail.

We need to get rid of this.

And her?

You mean...

cut it?

In small pieces?

But I am not prepared.

You don't have to do it yourself.

I'm a good friend

and I don't mind taking

risks for my friends.

And this can make us very good friends.

Ok?

Let's get her out of here.

And where should we take her?

To my house.

You don't want your mother

to come and find her suddenly.

Now?

I'm no expert, but I wouldn't want to

run into the doorman or the neighbors.

We'll wait till night.

Don't you have...

some cards?

or something to k*ll some time?

Sorry,

enough dead for today, huh?

That was ugly.

Grab the arms

of a strong impulse.

Listen to me, please.

Grab her arms.

A strong impulse.

You bend down at that moment

and lean his whole body on your shoulder.

Okay?

At that moment, you put your arm between her legs.

In such a way that when you stand up

you have one hand free.

It is very important

to always have one hand free.

Yes, but

what for?

To open doors.

To make a call.

To pick up a torch. I don't know.

Warm up.

Is everything there?

I can't find the wig.

Don't worry about it now.

Can I have your number?

What for?

So that you can tell me.

No.

It's better if we don't keep in touch

for the next few days.

I'll let you know when it's over.

What if they ask?

No one is going to ask.

What if they do?

Tell the truth, don't lie.

She was here and left the next day.

Be detailed.

The best way to lie is

to be very truthful.

Don't worry, no one will find it.

How can you be so sure?

I know what I do to myself.

Trust me.

and try to rest.

Watch TV. Don't think too much.

And above all,

stop smoking that sh*t you're smoking.

It's not good for your head.

Got it?

Thank you.

You are welcome.

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POLICE!!

Are you feeling well?

No.

But thank you for asking.

We know that our last meeting

was not to anyone's liking.

Let's hope that this time

it will be more productive.

Of course.

Do you know this woman?

No, I don't think so.

Look at her carefully.

She is an escort.

A wh*re.

She disappeared three days ago.

I don't know her.

What about this one?

Do you know her?

She's a French girl who was

on a one-year scholarship at the university.

She didn't finish.

How so?

Disappeared a month and a half ago.

Sales clerk.

Mother of two children.

Disappeared?

Do you notice anything in

common between them?

The latter two have

the same hair color.

The first of them was

last seen wearing a wig.

Can you imagine what color it was?

Black?

Do you know how likely

it is that three girls

with the same characteristics will disappear

within five months?

Few.

Very few.

Close to zero.

Minus one...

Technically, there are no negative probabilities.

It would be zero in any case.

Now you're getting smart?

I'm sorry,

Are you implying that there is a ...

A psychopath on the loose?

We don't know yet.

That's why we are investigating.

It is a possibility.

These cases are

very difficult to solve.

90% of the time

the criminal is known to the victim.

But here there is no rational,

logical connection.

Just a pathological motivation.

All you have is a series of

coincidences to start from.

I see...

You were a journalist, right?

But you're stuck.

You are missing pieces

to draw the whole map.

You do a series of interviews

and discover that there is a guy

who is not telling the whole truth.

Where would you continue

the investigation?

For that guy.

What if that guy isn't telling the whole truth

for some other reason?

For something childish, unimportant.

But by doing so

he puts himself in the spotlight

of something bigger.

What would you think of him?

That he's

an as*h*le.

That's what I thought.

This is not a joke.

It's in your best interest to be honest with us.

Look at it again.

Are you sure it doesn't ring a bell...

Neo?

The girl thought you were

a mental moron for using

a pseudonym out of a movie.

It wasn't too hard

to figure out she was here.

What's so funny?

I am sorry.

I lied to you.

We already know that.

Did you want to know what

they called me at school?

Rat.

Everybody called me Rat.

Even...

Some teachers.

Do you know why?

Rats have a constant sense of danger.

They are the first to run away,

to jump ship.

In school I always avoided trouble

and ended up facing a bigger problem.

I don't know.

Its funny to remember it now.

What time did she arrive?

I asked her to buy a drink.

I guess she would buy it

at the store downstairs.

The Chinese guy

must know the time or so.

Did you notice anything

unusual about her?

Believe it or not,

this is the first time I hired

a prost*tute.

And what encouraged you

to hire their services

on that very day?

And what happened?

Do you want to hear the details?

We don't want to, believe me.

But I'm afraid it's necessary.

Nothing happened.

I couldn't finish.

And I couldn't say it

ever got started either.

What time did she leave?

Next day.

Did she say where she was going?

No

Every detail matters.

She spoke just enough.

I guess she didn't like my company.

As you do.

Like everyone else

Like my classmates at school.

So...

If you have no further questions,

I would beg you

to please leave my house.

We will get back to you.

If there is no other choice...

You're not a rat, kid.

Rats are smart.

If you remember anything,

please contact us, okay?

If I remember anything,

I know where to find you.

Hello.

You catch me at the station,

I've been calling you.

Sorry.

Grandmother died the day before yesterday.

Gee,

I'm sorry.

Mom.

I'm sorry.

I am very, very sorry.

Did something happen?

I think I'm in trouble.

What happened?

I lose reception son.

I'll be back tonight,

I'll be there in an hour and a half.

Ok.

If you need anything urgent talk to Abel.

You can trust on him.

You were right.

Abel is a good man.

Did he make the purchase for you?

How?

I left him house keys, just in case.

Does Abel have the house keys?

Yes.

Yes, did he make the purchase?

I am not a rat.

I'm not a f*cking rat.

Hi.

Did you clean up?

Is it that bad?

What is it?

I don't know,

whatever happened.

No.

Mom, I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Why?

For my behavior

in recent years.

We need to talk more and do things together.

Sorry, I'm just

a little sensitive

about grandma.

I have been a little unfair to you and Abel.

Do you really think so?

Well, you have been, actually.

He is a good man.

So, are you going to see him later?

Yes, in a while.

I have a little present for him.

Thank you.

How is it going there?

Well,

your aunt and I have been arguing for a change.

Oh, is that so?

For money.

Stress, I guess.

How about here?

Good.

The other day I saw out the window

the older lady walking the two dogs.

Is it the hair one?

She had dyed it again.

One color on each side of his head.

Green and orange.

My God, how awful.

Yes, that's what I thought.

Of course, such artificial colors

in an old person.

Well, they look ridiculous. And Abel thinks the same.

They look like they're

drawing attention to themselves.

Like they are alone.

Mine doesn't look artificial, does it?

No.

No... Well yes, actually, I don't want to lie to you.

Yeah,

maybe we went a little overboard,

but Abel told me it looked good on me.

Maybe he didn't want to take away your illusion.

Abel saw the picture of you

and me in Grandma's town,

the one with that black hair.

And he said it looked great on you.

Now?

Why not?

I have just arrived.

I have a lot of things to do.

Well, if you want, I'll help you.

It'll be fun.

So we can finally do things together.

I think you are doing it wrong.

I've done it a thousand times.

Look what it says here.

Notice that there are also some drawings.

Do you see them?

I swear to you that

We could look for a tutorial.

There are tutorials for everything.

Look, if you say anything else,

you wait outside.

Okay.

Okay

counts as something.

It's wrong.

How do you like it?

Perfect.

It's a silly present.

Are you all right?

What have you done?

Don't you like it?

You remind me

of my mother.

Look, let's do one thing,

I'll go to the bathroom for a moment

and we'll forget about the hair.

If I caught you at a bad time, it's okay.

Okey?

Have you opened them yet?

I called and reserved the last box.

Now they put a little bit of

crunchy almond on top....

They are delicious.

What's wrong with you?

Sorry.

I am sorry for what I did.

Calm down.

Calm down.

"How beautiful my child is.

He is beautiful when he sleeps.

He looks like a poppy

among the green

wheat fields...

Good evening.

Please come in.

Don't just stand there.

Sit down.

I assume that your bosses have assigned

you exclusively to surveillance duties.

And I understand your surprise

at this turn of events.

But I have a proposition to make.

Ask yourselves a question.

What's the best way to catch a serial k*ller?

These are very difficult cases.

In ordinary cases, the victim

and the k*ller know each other.

But in this type of case,

there is no prior relationship.

The only motivation is impulse.

It obeys nothing logical or rational.

It is simply...

a pathological motivation.

What I'm talking about, gentlemen,

is that the best way to catch a serial k*ller.

It's on the spot.

When he is committing the m*rder.

Upstairs, on the top floor.

You've got to hurry.

I suppose it comes as a surprise to you

that a civilian like me

has been able to solve

a case of this magnitude.

So I'm ready to answer

your questions.

In fact, we do have some questions for you.

As you wish.

I guess they have a while left upstairs.

By the way,

is it normal for the m*rder*r

to cry before committing the crime?

We have been following with special attention

your activity on the net.

Mainly made up of false or

outright stupid information.

Are you the ones who

have thrown away my page?

And denote a below-average

intelligence in human beings.

But nothing surprises us anymore.

We have intercepted signals,

interferences.

We know that you have been contacted.

Who?

What do you know about the Keratyna project?

Are you part of the

self-styled Sons of the Old Sunset?

Have any members of the self-styled

Sons of the Old Sunset tried to contact you?

You are fighting a battle

that we have already won.

You k*ll each other,

You humans

can only think as individuals

not as a collective.

A species can only guarantee its survival

if it thinks as a collective.

What are you,

a communist?

I think you think too much,

comrade.

They exist!

They exist!

They exist!

What are these two?

It's them, Its them!

Them?

And what the hell did they want?

Know what I know about

the Keratyna project.

Keratyna?

What do you know...

about that?

I don't know.

I smoke too much.

Don't you realize

how important this is,

you psychopathic scumbag?

They exist! They exist!

All this time, I was right!

Mom.

You're alive.

How could you use me like this?

Stop, stop, stop, stop,

stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

Everything was under control.

I thought they were policemen.

But what happened?

I don't know.

They exist...

They exist...

Who?

Alien beings.

I see...

And what are they doing in the kitchen?

They want to know what I know

About what?

I don't know.

We should call the police.

No, no, no.

We have to call the press.

I was right and everybody has to know it.

They want to end the freedom

of the human race.

They want to trample it underfoot.

They want to destroy us,

make us their sl*ves.

They want to dominate the planet.

I see...

Given the state of the world,

maybe they'll do better, right?

What?

We have tried.

Maybe it's time to give

others a chance.

I think you'd better go.

You're kicking me out

of my own house.

But I can't leave you alone with him.

It's too dangerous.

He is like a child.

He just needs to be treated well.

He has already k*lled three people.

Well...

Nowadays...

three is not a lot.

Have you lost your mind or what?

I don't know what these things are,

but they can't be much worse than you.

Or us.

See,

this is the problem with humans.

Ordinary people. The mediocre.

You are

incapable of

appreciating greatness

This encompasses

planets, entire galaxies.

And you reproach me for this stupidity.

All of this will remain in memory.

This is history.

I am history.

I am The Man of the New Sunset.

And what are you?

What are you?

You are wretches condemned to oblivion.

You are insignificant.

You are zero to the left.

You are a bunch of filthy

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Hello, Laura.

What are you doing here?

Are you okay?

I am perfectly fine.

I need to see Jorge.

It is very important.

Jorge is not here.

How did you know where we lived?

I don't know. I guess

you would tell me or something.

No,

I don't think so,

almost certainly not.

I need you to see something.

Very important.

This could change the world

as we know it.

"psychopathic scum."

I know what you're thinking.

It's the same for me.

They exist.

What do you want us to do with this?

Publish it.

We could open with it tomorrow.

Although, well, the Yeti interview

has a lot of pull.

Maybe in the intergalactic events section

we could find a place for it.

But let's see.

What is this?

It's very fake but very funny.

Poor dear...

But why have you gone to all this trouble?

There is a rat inside of you,

who wants tu scape towards the end,

you have to let it out to be happy

If it bites your belly inside,

you wil notice a lot of airing

My boat is white and the sea is blue...

I wanted to tell so many things,

but you have to leave.

Your face shines when

the sun shines through the curtain