01x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[woman sighing and whimpering]

[gasps]

[sobs]

[whimpers]

[sobs]

[inhales deeply]

[exhales slowly]

[woman gasping softly]

[sobbing quietly]

[low, somber electronic music playing]

MY SAD DEAD

[somber electronic music continues]

[somber electronic music continues]

[elevator bell chimes]

[computer voice] Going down.

[music fades]

[woman] Is that for me?

-[voice whispering quietly]
-[sighs]

No.

No, that organ doesn't work anymore.

Your body rejected it.

So what am I gonna do?

[soft whispering continues]

Can you sing?

[voices whispering and sobbing]

I guess you look like a singer.

I'll read. I'd enjoy that.

Yeah, reading's nice.

-[inhales]
-[elevator bell chimes]

[doors open]

[suspenseful, melancholy music playing]

[group cheering]

-[woman 1] Come on!
-[woman 2] Come on!

Give us a speech, Emma!

-We love you! You're the best!
-[woman 3] Yes, we do!

HAPPY RETIREMENT, DR. EMMA!

[Emma] Thank you.

[woman 2] All the best, Emma.

-[woman 4] I'll miss you, Emma.
-[Emma] Thank you.

[woman 5] Thank you so much
for everything Emma.

[woman 6] You're the best director
this hospital's ever had.

-You're amazing.
-[Emma] Thank you.

-[woman 6] Emma…
-Not staying for your farewell party?

[woman 6] Where's she going?

-You're an as*h*le.
-Emma…

Why aren't you retiring, then?

-Don't take it out on me.
-[scoffs]

Didn't you file the report
so you could take my job?

-No.
-No? All right…

-It was my turn now.
-Yeah, it was your turn.

You know what you call
a guy who says that?

-An as*h*le.
-[sighs]

[director] It was my turn.

[car horn beeps]

[suspenseful, melancholy music continues]

[Emma] Hey, there.

[music fades]

[children playing]

[buzz of voices]

[horn blares]

[children laughing]

[sirens blaring]

[tense music playing]

[driver] What are those maniacs doing?

They're out of control.

Caro.

Sorry, what did you say?

[Emma] It's my daughter.

[driver] Where?

[Emma] Over there, the one in green.
Never mind.

I'm not gonna let you out here.

These housing projects are a disaster.
Those people are animals.

I don't wanna stop here.

We're going to my mother's house.

Were you not listening?

-[Caro] Okay.
-[man] It's a good shot.

[Caro] I thought of putting the girls
behind the car, there.

-[man] Okay. Sure.
-Great. What lens is that?

-[man] Fifty.
-Fifty? I wanna see the full spectrum.

-Let's go with 28.
-[man] Right.

[Caro] Great. Girls!

Go stand behind that car!

-Yeah, right behind it.
-[man] Look this way.

[Caro] Yeah, give it your all!

-[man] Straight to camera.
-[Caro] Let's go! You got this!

[man] All right, change poses!

-[discordant, tense music playing]
-[rap music playing on speakers]

-[whistle blows]
-[laughter]

-[woman 1] There you go. Come on.
-[Caro] That's it!

[laughs]

All right. One, two, three!

-And…
-Aah!

Caro, your set is looking amazing.
I just saw it.

You should ask the agency
for a lot of money.

And the girls from the housing projects
need to be paid as well.

[bleeping]

There's one more thing.
I've decided to rent out my apartment.

So we're going to Ezeiza,
and we'll take Lidia to Grandma's house.

But it's a shitshow.
I've gotta clean it up.

You have to help, I can't do it myself.

[bleep]

-[discordant, tense music continues]
-[loud rap music continues on speakers]

Move back to 50 now, okay?
I'll go get the girls.

-[man] Okay.
-[Caro] Hey, girls!

-That's great.
-[whistle blows]

-[woman 2] Hey!
-[Caro] So?

-How did it go?
-[woman 1] So much fun.

-You looked amazing. Have fun?
-[woman 3] Thanks! You liked it?

I could tell you enjoyed it.
You looked gorgeous.

-It was really amazing.
-Like something to eat? Or drink?

-That'd be awesome.
-The catering table is there.

-[woman 1] That looks good.
-[Caro] Take anything you want.

-Go ahead. I'll take you with me.
-Awesome. Yeah, that's cool.

[Caro] I'm bringing the girls!

[music stops]

[woman] Emma.

-Over here!
-Oh, hi.

[woman] What's going on, Emma?
Did they fire you from the hospital?

[Emma scoffs]

Well, I guess we could say
I was forced into retirement.

[woman] Oh, poor thing. How are you going
to manage paying your bills now, huh?

You can tell me,
did they take your medical license too?

[Emma] Why would they do that?

Well… because you euthanized your mom,
didn't you?

But I didn't euthanize my mom, Mari.

I've already told you a thousand times.

Oh, Emma. Bad luck just seems
to follow you everywhere.

Let me ask you something.

Do you need any help
with the OR you set up inside the house?

No, no, no, no.
I've got it all under control.

-Thanks. See you.
-[Mari] All right.

Did you hear what happened to Alberto?
He was robbed.

The man was 90 years old.

Oh, he was 90, then?

Yes, outside the supermarket.
Some kids cut his face open, poor guy.

Poor guy, yeah. Well, what can we do?

[Mari] Listen, Emma. Listen to me.

You can't go back
to your apartment in Recoleta.

Because you have to stay here,
and live at your mom's,

because you have to take care of me.

[scoffs] Okay.
I'll think about it, all right?

To be honest with you,
I really miss your mom so much.

I swear, I can still hear
her screams from inside the house.

But my mom is in heaven,
and she just wants you to be happy.

Yeah, but you don't see the th*gs
who are invading the neighborhood.

What th*gs, Mari?

Well, all those criminals
from the projects.

I've heard they said
they'll come and g*n us all down.

Well, I'm sorry
I can't help you with that.

-No? Why not?
-[Emma] Look.

I can help you out with
most anything else. Ask me for whatever.

Sugar, vinegar, anything you want,
I'll bring it to you.

But how can I stop them from sh**ting you?
Mari. That's impossible.

So, when the time comes, don't call me
or scream, because I won't come. Okay?

-Maybe you'd be better off with a g*n.
-What are you saying?

How am I supposed to handle a g*n
if I can't even open a bottle of shampoo?

Emma! You have to listen to me.
Emma, don't walk away!

The neighbors are putting together
a town hall meeting,

and we need you to show up, Emma!

Emma!

-[dog whining]
-[unsettling music playing]

[Mari] You've gotta be there!

Hey, so I was trying
to find all the flight information,

and I looked through your messages again,
but there was nothing there.

Make sure to look for an email that says
Denver, Dallas, Ezeiza or something.

[Caro] Uh… Oh, yes.
It says Portland, Dallas, Panama City…

Lima, Buenos Aires.

-What the hell?
-[man 1] Get it, get it!

-[man 2] What's wrong with you, as*h*le?
-[Caro] Guys! We're wrapping up in five.

-[man 3] That's it!
-[man 2] What are you doing, man?

How are you planning to convince them
to stay at Grandma's house? I'm curious.

I'm going to clean it up.

Oh great, but they think
they're staying in Recoleta.

Wait, I gotta call you back.

-We're leaving, guys!
-[man 2] Yeah! Go!

-[Caro] Come on, wrap it up!
-[clamoring]

-[Caro] Girls!
-[man 4] Come on!

[man 3] What the f*ck did you call me?

[man 2] Yeah, get him next time!
Right in the face!

-[man 3] Never f*ck with us again!
-[man 2] Teach him a lesson.

-[g*nshots]
-[man 3] Run! Go, go!

You there?

[sighs]

[music stops]

[faint wailing]

[barely audible voices murmuring]

[woman, quavering] Ohh… Oh…

[whimpering and gasping]

Not now, Mama.

We got people coming.

[upbeat pop music playing]

Naty?

[distant siren wailing]

[lyrics in Spanish]

[soccer fans cheering and whistling]

[singing along to song in Spanish]

[camera clicking]

-[woman 1] Naty, you're getting better.
-[Naty] Did you like it? You think?

-[woman 2] For sure.
-[Naty] That makes me so happy.

-Thank you so much.
-[Caro] Girls.

Naty.

[Naty] What are you doing here?

-I came to pay you.
-[woman 1] Are you crazy?

-[Caro] Why? This is yours.
-[dogs barking]

[man 1] What the f*ck?

-[Naty] Why?
-[man 2] f*ck you!

[Caro] Work deserves to be paid for.

-You did a great job.
-[g*nsh*t]

-We just had fun.
-If you don't want it, I'll keep it.

-[all] No!
-[woman 1] We'll take it!

-[Caro] You can split it later.
-[man 1] Come on, f*ck!

-[g*nsh*t]
-We should get you out of here.

-[man 2] f*ck off!
-[Naty] We don't want you getting lost.

-[woman 2] Let's go.
-Thanks.

[voices whispering and laughing]

[man's voice wailing]

[overlapping voices
screaming and moaning]

[voices continue]

[laughter and whispering]

[screaming and roaring]

[gasping and sighing]

[baby crying]

[woman gasping loudly]

[voices stop]

-[Caro sighs]
-[device bleeping]

[Caro] Why are we doing this now?

[Emma] Cut it out, Caro.

[Caro sighs]

[clinking]

[Caro sighs heavily]

[sniffs]

[Emma chuckles]

Don't look at me. That was Grandma's.

[Caro] I've offered to help you
do this so many times. So many.

You know, we could've hired somebody.

What's with you being so cheap
all of a sudden?

[sighs]

It's been three weeks since Grandma died.

That's three whole weeks
you've had to clean this up.

Now all of a sudden,
you're bringing your sister here?

Unbelievable. [sighs]

[Emma] Here, help me move this. Come on.

[Caro] Hmm.

-Wait a sec.
-[Emma] Go ahead.

[Caro] Shouldn't we
be burning all this stuff?

Why not let Aunt Lidia stay
at your place and rent it when she leaves?

[Emma] Well, because I found a tenant.

[Caro] Just ask him to wait a week.

[Emma] He doesn't want to.

[Caro] Then tell him off
and rent it to me.

[Emma] No, you keep living
with your friends, Carolina. All right?

I don't want you owing me anything.

[Caro] Yeah, but I can afford it.
I'm working a lot.

Well, good for you. Then get your own
apartment and stop bothering me with this.

[PA chimes]

[woman] Attention, please.

Passengers on flight XR723

connecting to Rio de Janeiro,

please proceed to gate number eight.

Aeropuertos Argentina informs passengers

that they can retrieve
their baggage at carousel…

-[Emma] Well, hello.
-[Lidia] Hi.

-[Caro] Welcome. How are you?
-[uncle] Hey, there.

-[harsh music playing]
-[Caro] Hey, Aunt Lidia.

-[Lidia] Hi, Caro.
-[Caro] How are you?

-[Emma] Good to see you, Julie.
-[Lidia] Emma…

-[Emma] How've you been?
-This is your cousin.

[Caro] Hey, Julie.
Want me to carry anything?

-[Lidia] Uh… No. We're good.
-[Emma] All right.

[harsh music continues]

-[Caro] Need a hand?
-[uncle] No, thanks.

[Lidia] Thank you.

Okay.

[harsh music continues]

[men screaming]

[crow cawing]

[uncle] Julie, come on.

[Emma] You came here to visit
Mom's grave, or just for sightseeing?

[Lidia] I thought we'd get
to be here on our own.

[Emma] Don't worry,
I bought you new sheets.

[music fades]

There are three beds!

You'd prefer a hotel?

Well, Julie's got to sleep
by herself. It's a thing.

Hmm.

We could put her in Mom's room,
couldn't we?

No. Not in Mom's room. No.

No? But my daughter
would destroy that cot.

Yeah, but still. We can't use Mom's bed.

-[Lidia] We'll put her upstairs.
-[Emma] There's no bed there.

There's the hospital bed.

[snorts] Her death bed?

-Ah, Julie doesn't care about that.
-I haven't cleaned it up.

Don't worry. She won't mind at all.

[Emma] And how is Julie?

How do you think she is?

The last time I saw her, she was 14.

She's worse now.

[uncle] Knock, knock! [chuckles]

Well, we couldn't show up empty-handed,
you know.

-[Lidia] Not now, Tom. Later?
-[Tom] Let me see.

-This one's for you.
-[Emma] Oh.

[Tom] A coffee mug from our company.

-[Lidia] Can we leave the gifts for later?
-[Tom] No, honey. Look at this.

-Here you go. Take this. Touch it.
-[Lidia sighs]

[Tom] The quality. Touch it. Feel it. Huh?

-[Emma] It's quite thick.
-Yeah! You'll sweat like crazy in that.

But look, uh… You know, the thing is,
the average American consumer

will only want
a super high-quality product.

Over there, you can find amazing things
at even the most basic supermarket.

The thing is, their standards are like…
Ah, they're just crazy high.

I mean, we won't find
that quality around here.

You should visit, Emma.
You'd love it there.

Well, I'd be honored.
I hope I can make it soon.

-Make sure to come for Halloween.
-[thunder rumbling]

-What is that?
-[Tom laughs] Oh!

Oh, it's just out of this world!

[laughing] It's so fun!

Oh, you get to put on these little masks,

and they give you all this candy
and sweet things.

Wow, that's good.

Yeah, it's quite beautiful.

And you wouldn't even have to wear a mask.
You don't need one.

[Tom chuckling]

That's…

See, Lidia is just thrilled to see you.

Huh. I've no idea why.

'Cause I'm not.

[Tom laughing]

[stairs creaking]

[Tom] Hey.

-Isn't this your name right here?
-[Caro] Oh, yeah.

Yeah, it's from
a photography exhibit I did.

-Huh. Where at?
-[Caro] At an art gallery in Palermo.

-That's really good. Huh.
-It was in 2006, though.

[UN]INHABITED ROOMS
CAROLINA BASCARY

It's just a wall.

And there's some kind of hole,
and not a thing more.

Yeah, and that's
exactly what the critics said.

[sighs]

Yeah. They're right, you know?

But you know what?

You promise yourself that no moron
will ever steal your dreams. Hmm?

[Caro] Hmm.

I like it a lot.

I love it.

You're one heck of an artist.

[chuckles] Thank you, Julie.

Well, one's for your dad,
for you, and your mom.

Ask if you need something.

I love it.

[Caro chuckles]

[Tom] Let's just tilt it up like that.
Help me out.

-[Emma] Right.
-[Tom] Careful. How many floors up?

-[Emma] Two.
-[Tom grunts]

And we've just barely
started climbing. [groans]

-[groans]
-[Lidia] Be careful, Tom.

[thunder rumbling]

-[Julie gasps]
-[Caro] Julie, you okay?

[somber, unsettling music playing]

[Julie breathing shakily]

[Caro] Julie?

You good? Wanna help me make the bed?

[Julie] No.

[Caro] All right.

I know the bed seems hard,
but it's just firm.

You'll like it, it's comfy.

[thunder rumbling]

[sighs] Do you think one pillow's
enough or do you need more?

We have some blankets as well.
If you get cold, let me know.

[Emma] Though the real problem
isn't the slum. It's the stigma around it.

[Lidia] Well, thank God
it's just the stigma.

-I thought the slum was the real problem.
-[Caro] Hmm.

Mmm… That's fascinating.

-What?
-She thinks about stuff.

-Anything else made you think?
-[Lidia scoffs]

I thought it was interesting
the taxi that brought us from the airport

didn't wanna come to this neighborhood.

[heavy rainfall]

-He wanted to make more money.
-[Lidia] Oh!

-I was thinking about what Caro said.
-[mother sighs]

About the soccer field.
Wasn't that a sh**ting?

No. It was just a regular argument
like any other day.

But there's lots of paranoia going around.

I'm sure they didn't beat up that kid
for being an excellent guy, did they?

-[Caro] It's not like someone died.
-[mother gasps]

Ohh…

[whimpers]

[gasps]

-Mmm…
-[quietly] Not now, Mama.

[Lidia] What are you doing?

What? Nothing. What are you saying?

[Lidia] Are you still trying
to get everyone to believe

that you can actually talk to dead people?

-Who am I talking to?
-I don't know.

-You tell me who you're talking to.
-[Caro] To Grandma.

-[Lidia] Oh, yeah?
-Apparently, she can talk to Grandma.

-Well, we all cope in our own way.
-That's so moving. Huh.

Your little show is something
I've been putting up with

since you were five years old.

She would always make me cry.

And I honestly don't know why
I still have to put up with all of this.

-[sniffles]
-[Emma] It's not for show.

-[Lidia] It's not?
-No.

-It's a symptom of the PTSD I developed.
-Oh!

Which is quite common
in people that, just like I did,

had to take care of their mom
alone for months on end,

screaming in pain until she died.

[scoffs] It's amazing.

[scoffs]

-[sighs heavily]
-"It's amazing"?

[Lidia] It's amazing.

[Emma] Can you just tell me
why you actually came?

-[Lidia sighs]
-It's been three weeks since Mom died.

[Lidia] I come here whenever I can, okay?

And I'd like to remind you that
this is my mother's house as well.

You tell me why you're here.

I came here to tell her
that you were lost in a snowstorm.

-That's why you didn't come see her.
-You're a formidable person, aren't you?

How many lies did you tell my mother?

-Millions of them.
-[mother sighing]

-[Emma] I lied to her so many times.
-[mother] No…

-No…
-[Emma sighs]

-Mama…
-[mother] No!

[Caro scoffs]

We're doing just great.

[Lidia] Do you think
I don't know what you're doing?

Please, would you mind
keeping your voice down?

You're such a miser!
That's what's really going on here.

That's the only reason
you're staying here,

in this miserable, depressing house
in this awful neighborhood.

-I want to be close to my mom.
-[Lidia] Yes, but Mom is dead.

-She is dead! That's fact. She's not here.
-[Tom] Honey.

[sighs] Oh Lord.

I just can't take this.
Two nutjobs in the same house.

[Tom] Hey, hon.
I've got an issue with the password.

-[Lidia sighs]
-[Tom] Is it in all caps?

[Lidia] Uh…

I'll check.

Let's go.

Thank God.

[dog barking]

[woman moans]

[barking continues]

[woman moans]

[moaning continues]

[door creaks]

-[woman continues moaning]
-[second voice sighing]

[soft creaking]

[woman moaning, softer voices sighing]

[creaking]

[male and female voices groaning softly]

[springs squeaking]

[voices groaning loudly]

[dramatic music playing]

[woman gasping loudly]

Oh! Oh!

[all panting]

Oh, yeah! Oh, oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

-Oh, yeah. Yeah. Oh!
-[ghosts sighing]

[continues moaning]

[moaning quickens]

[ghosts whimpering]

[Julie gasping and groaning]

[sighing]

Mmm…

I'm not sure. I don't know
if I want her to be treated at Moyano.

-Have you seen the place lately? Awful.
-[stairs creaking]

Looks like something from medieval times.

-Doesn't it, Tom?
-[Tom] Mmm. Yeah. Ahem.

[Emma] It might be run down,
but the doctors are excellent.

-[Tom] Not that. It's the area.
-Hi, Granny.

[Lidia] So many people sleep
on the streets.

-It's so bad, you can't walk downtown.
-[Tom] Mmm. It's bad.

[Lidia] Some people are there with
their kids. I mean, those poor things.

-It breaks my heart every time.
-[Tom] Yeah. Full of homeless.

[Emma] Hmm. Yeah, it's horrendous.

Every day, we're a bit more like the US.

[Lidia] Listen, the US does have
its problems, but at least in Oregon,

the police are efficient
and well respected, all right?

And the homeless,
they get as much help as humanly possible.

-They're not abandoned like the ones here.
-For sure.

-[Lidia] Right, Tom?
-[Tom] Mm-hmm.

Then why don't you go back already?

You know, I honestly
have no idea what you're doing here.

You haven't even bothered
going to the cemetery.

Would it be safe to say that
you're here for the Argentine hospitals,

which are great and completely free?

'Cause it's very clear
that you can't afford them over there.

-[sighs] Emma.
-What?

No worries. We'll go back to Portland
as soon as possible. [scoffs]

And are you taking me with you?

[melancholy music playing]

I don't know exactly
how much that might be in feet,

but, you know, no more than four blocks,
I assume, five at most.

And each of these blocks
is a hundred meters.

[Julie] I'd rather it was a longer walk.

In Oregon, people just don't walk.
They live in their cars.

Hmm. Yeah. They're always on the highways.

[Julie] No, they literally
live in their cars.

Rent there is really expensive.

[Emma] Ah.

And literally speaking…
do you get to speak Spanish at home?

We don't talk in my house.

So… is it an emergency meeting?

You could say that.

Crime has gone up and
everyone's sort of panicking.

-They're defending themselves.
-Right.

It's the same kind of discrimination
Latinos suffer when we go to the US.

Mm-hm. Yeah, it's almost the same thing.

Can you pick up the pace, please?

We're gonna get there when
we're supposed to get there.

Yeah, you're right.

I guess they'll wait, then.

[woman 1] Maybe we could solve
the problem with a fence.

They'd have to make an effort to climb it.

Uh… they're over there,
and we're over here.

The police don't want to help us.

Or maybe they're with them,
which is even worse.

[gasps] I… I don't know what else to do.

And I want to be able
to walk around in peace.

And if that means that we are at w*r…

well, then let's call it what it is.

-And I'll win this w*r!
-[murmuring]

[woman 1] Let's do it!

[man 1] The police won't lift a finger.

And we're not just gonna
sit around and pray it away.

If we're scared of them,
then they should be scared of us too.

I mean, if some burglar
ended up, uh… dead in my yard,

I'd chop his head off
and I'd hang it from the fence,

so the others could see what's coming.

-[man 2] Yeah!
-[woman 2] Absolutely.

If you feel like k*lling us,
make sure to come over Sunday.

Monday through Saturday,
we work for the entire day.

[man 1] Before you go to work,

you better make sure you've
chained your kid to the bed.

[woman 3] Come over
and chain him yourself.

I'll be waiting
with a soda in hand, as*h*le.

-[man 1] You're the as*h*le here.
-[man 3] She can't say that!

[woman 1] That aggression is
where violence starts.

-[Emma] I would like to say…
-[woman 4] She's just defending her son!

[Emma] Our neighbor's idea seems
extremely well-thought-out.

I'm truly convinced that it will finally
bring us the peace we've been longing for.

Yeah, I can honestly say
it's a fantastic idea.

In the meantime, I'd like you all
to know that, as of this week,

part of my family which lives in the US
is here and currently staying at my house.

So, I'd kindly ask everybody
to please refrain from k*lling them.

-[man 1] Oh, come on…
-[murmuring]

But if by any chance,
you can't help yourselves,

I would only ask that you refrain
from cutting their heads off,

as it's a gesture that could be
maliciously misinterpreted

and perhaps could even end up
lowering the value of our property.

[woman 5] Please…

-[scattered muttering]
-[man 4] Why did she have to do that?

-[Julie laughing]
-[woman 5] Come on. You're ridiculous.

[woman 1] What is she doing?

[Julie continues laughing]

[Emma] Julie, let's go.

Let's go.

[Julie continues laughing]

[continues laughing]

[distant sirens wailing]

My parents have been saying the same kind
of stuff about the homeless in Oregon.

What do you think about it?

They say the same about African-Americans.

First there's fear, then hate…

and then, finally, there's fascism.

Were you scared of what I said?

I don't care if I die.

What do the doctors say?

That I'm a nutjob.

They convinced Lidia
to put me in an institution.

That always happens.

But what are your symptoms?

I just eat too much. And some other stuff.

[man] Hello, ladies. Any spare change?

-So I can place a bet?
-No, I'm sorry.

Just go inside. Come on.

Please, help me out.
It could be my lucky day.

Help me get out of this situation, ma'am.

[Emma] How are you planning
to pay for all this?

[Julie] With a credit card. You have one?

-Of course.
-Take it out, it's super easy.

That'll be 120,799.

That one.

-Debit or credit?
-Credit.

[low groaning]

[continues groaning softly]

I wanna go eat something delicious
before they lock me up.

Go where?

It doesn't matter.

[melancholy music playing]

What's written on that wall?

"Way up on the tower, you see the sea."

"I found my love up here."

"Do… don't you k*ll us."

"Not like this, dude."

"I'm just crazy about you, Jenny."

"Your love will k*ll me forever."

[Julie] Wow.

I had a dream that I was up there.

-In that sky swimming pool.
-[Emma] Hmm.

-[Julie] That'd be nice, wouldn't it?
-[Emma] Hmm.

But that's a water tank,
Julie, not a pool.

What is this place called?

Piedrabuena.

Piedrabuena water tank,
your love will k*ll me forever.

Piedrabuena water tank,
your… your love will k*ll me forever.

Who's gonna lock you up?

[Lidia] You get there,
take a ticket, then wait for an hour.

Then they inform you that you need
to get it validated by a notary.

And with Foreign Affairs.

Okay. I go upstairs. Another ticket.

I go to this other lady,
and I present her all the medical history,

but she says she'll need to be evaluated.

But why's that?

For what? I don't get it.

What the f*ck? What's the point?

I just don't get
why there's an evaluation.

-I mean, is it for the ID?
-[Lidia] I don't know.

They're making sure they have everything,

just in case she might need a procedure
and they're not able to reach us.

What are you talking about, not being able
to reach you? What does that mean?

I mean… The thing is,

not a single hospital
over there will admit her anymore.

And that's it.

And…

And she's in desperate need of
someone that can fix her, Emma.

And the hospitals here
are really very good, and…

Emma, we're doing this for Julie, okay?

We… we've always put ourselves
second every single time.

-And we always will.
-[Emma] I'm sure.

You're telling me the plan's that
you guys go back to the United States,

and you leave Julie in an
institution to be fixed, ah-ha-ha.

And where were you thinking she'd live?
At my place?

-No, no, no. Not at all.
-[Tom] No, no.

-[Lidia] No.
-We have to go back to the States to work.

So Julie can eventually come back
with us when she gets better.

Yeah. With us.

I don't get it. Then why don't you
work here and care for her yourselves?

Because I can't be her caretaker.

Yeah, but, Emma, you know that here,

I'll never find
the kind of work that I have there.

Well, you can do here
whatever you do there.

Logistics?

Wait, what do you do?

Logistics is the job I do there.

At Boeing?

-Right, Boeing.

What do you do exactly?

Well, maintenance,
I'd say it's kind of the same thing.

[Emma] So you do airplane maintenance?

[Tom] No, uh, offices.

So you're cleaning offices?

Yeah, but… it's at Boeing.

-See.
-[Emma] What do you actually do?

-You vacuum?
-[Tom] No, I just transport them.

I transport them, and also people.

We… we all work for, uh… a company.

So you transport vacuum cleaners?

I work for a company that services two
of Boeing's, uh… main buildings.

-So…
-So you don't even really work for Boeing?

Yeah, but it's pretty much
the same as working for them.

And so, what matters is that
the company gives us all health insurance.

And that's something
really important for our Julie.

If we came here,
we'd be in a worse situation, Emma.

We would, for sure. Much worse.

Way worse.

[somber music playing]

[Emma] Hello!

-You're the realtor?
-Yes. Luciano, nice to meet you.

-[Emma] Same. Let's go up.
-[Luciano] Sure.

[Emma] Uh, this is it.

[Luciano] Hmm…

[Emma] How much can I get?
What do you think?

[Luciano] Are you going to be
renting it out fully furnished?

[Emma] Whatever works best.

As fast and profitable as possible.

[Luciano] Okay.

[Emma] Julie?

Lidia?

[somber music continues]

Julie?

[murmur of voices]

[woman groans softly]

[doctor] Visiting hours are over today.
Please come back tomorrow.

[Emma] My niece was brought here
against her consent.

[doctor] Let's talk outside.

-[Emma] I'm a gastroenterologist.
-[music fades]

[doctor] Our patients have
to sign a consent form to be here.

If your niece is here against her will,
that means it's on a judge's orders.

[Emma] She needs to see me.
She doesn't know what's going on.

I need to tell her.

[doctor] What's her name?

[Emma] Julie Silva.

[doctor] Silva. She's new.

Thirty seconds and you're out, doctor.

-[Emma] You wait outside.
-[Caro] All right.

-[woman 1 yelping]
-[patients murmuring]

[woman 2 groaning softly]

[woman 3 laughs]

[Emma] Julie.

-Hey.
-Julie.

Do you hear me? It's Emma.

-Emma, I'm about to die.
-No, you're not about to die.

They'll take good care of you here.
Are they treating you well?

They will not allow me to feel.

-What?
-All the medications.

They… told me they wouldn't
give me any medication.

[poignant music playing]

When I swallow them, I hear
the voices of all my friends calling me.

But I just can't go.

They won't let me take you out of here.

Auntie, if I leave this world,
will I still have sex?

Mmm… I'm not capable of answering that.

Were you able to see my friends?

-You're not the same as them, Julie.
-But how so?

-Because they're not here.
-But I'm also not here.

Maybe it's a possibility…

that all of you… can feel each other,

and when you're together,
they might be able to feel like you do.

But that just kills me forever.

[music fades]

What are you doing?

What do you think?
We're going on vacation.

Caro, could you take us to the airport,
if you don't mind?

How can you even do that?
You're gonna leave your daughter here?

You have no clue. You don't know anything.

[Emma sighs]

[sighs] Tomás.

You know she gave us her consent,
Emma. This is what she needs.

It's all we can do.

You handle your daughter
and I handle mine.

Let me live my life now. Caro?

[Emma] What are you gonna do?

I'll take them. What can I do?

Huh?

[engine starts]

[low, unsettling ambient music playing]

[overlapping voices
screaming and whispering]

[fluttering breathing]

[man laughs]

[unsettling music continues]

[water running]

[man breathing shakily]

INDUSTRIAL LAUNDRY SERVICE

[engine starts]

[unsettling music continues]

I'm not asking for much here,
just a diagnosis.

[tapping on metal]

Yes, I understand.
Hey, listen, I'll call you later.

[low radio chatter]

BUENOS AIRES POLICE

[music fades]

-[Emma] Julie ran away.
-[Caro] What?

[Emma] The police came over
asking about her.

[Caro] But how?

[steady rainfall]

Nobody knows, Carolina.

At the hospital,
they say no one saw or heard anything.

[Caro] What did they tell you?

"Sorry to bother you, ma'am.
This is just a routine question."

"Is Julie at home?" "No."

"Do you know where she is?"
"No, why? What happened?"

"We don't know. An unauthorized absence
has been reported in the system."

"Can you give me any details?"
"You'd better call."

"Who am I supposed to call?"
"Call the Ministry."

"Will you let me know if there's
any news?" "Yes, of course."

"How did she even escape?"

"We don't know any details.
Good night, thank you."

Didn't you say they knocked her out
with those horse tranquilizers?

Yeah, but she's taken sedatives for most
of her life. Her resistance is super high.

-Aren't you gonna look for her?
-No. Neither should you.

When she comes back, she'll come home
on her own and knock on the door.

Lidia said she'd text or call
from Dallas when she gets there.

Great.

-Hmph.
-[Caro] Humor's such a joy.

You don't need to worry,
'cause Julie won't go unnoticed.

There's no need to comfort me.

I'm to blame for this too.

No one really cares
if it's your fault or not,

'cause she's the one missing, right?

Once she shows up, she'll stay.

It's so lovely
that you care about her at all.

Well, it's for Grandma.

What you should do is open all the windows
and let some sunshine in.

I can't open the windows, Caro.

-You'll pop up and ask me for a new phone.
-[chuckles]

-I happen to be your daughter, you know?
-And you're also jealous.

I've gotta go.

[thunder rumbling]

-[Caro] Hmm.
-Julie and I share the same genetics.

Can you understand that?

No, because I can no longer hear you.

[sorrowful music playing]

[man 1 wailing]

[woman 1 gasping]

[wailing continues]

[gasping and wailing continue]

[overlapping voices groaning]

-[woman 1 gasping]
-[man 1 sobbing]

[overlapping ghost voices continue]

[man 1 sobbing]

[man 2 grunts]

[mournful music continues]

[woman 2 shrieks]

[woman 1 continues gasping]

[woman 2 laughing maniacally]

Julie!

-[woman 1 gasping]
-[woman 2 laughing maniacally]

Julie!

Julie!

[ghosts screaming]

[mother] Julie!

[sorrowful music swells]

[ghost voices continue]

[thunder rumbling]

[ghosts' screaming echoing]

[echoing thud]

[echoing screaming continues]

[echoing splash]

[music softens]

[rainfall continues]

[music fades]

[thunder rumbling]

[rainfall continues]

[low, echoing voices]

[wind gusting]

[voices continue]

[thunder crashes]

[melancholy cello music playing]

[rainfall fades]

[cello music fades]

[elegiac choral music playing]

IN MEMORY OF CLAUDIA VIVIAN SCHIJMAN
NICOLÁS ELISSETCHE GARRIDO