None of Mars laws stand
above Gods law.
Love God above all things...
...and love thy neighbour.
Before ourselves stands
a couple that has known...
...how to love and respect
each other in Gods eyes...
...and that after ten years...
...want to renew their vows.
Jose Maria.
Jean Paul.
Congratulations on ten years
of loving commitment.
A hand for the lovely couple.
Kiss, kiss, kiss.
Kiss, kiss, kiss.
LA OTRA FAMILIA
Mom.
Mom.
Mommy.
Mommy.
Mom.
Damn bitch.
Look, look.
I love you.
Mom?
What are you doing up so late?
Wheres your mom?
Shes not here.
How long have you
been on your own?
About three days.
Alright.
Where are you going?
I got the few
clean clothes he had.
You ought to see that house.
Its like a whorehouse.
Beer cans all over the floor,
joints...
... I even found a used condom.
Hello.
Hello.
Yes.
Now?
Doesnt he have a dad?
We dont know who it is.
Grandparents, an uncle
or aunt, any relatives?
He doesnt have anybody, Jean Paul.
I wouldnt have called otherwise.
Why me?
Dont be like this with me.
Why dont you keep him?
We cant, were
leaving for Houston.
Come on.
Give me a hand here, please.
Its just for a few days.
I have a job.
And tell me, what am I
supposed to do with a kid...
...of that age?
- Youve got Chema.
Oh, cmon.
Just come meet him.
Youll fall in love.
No, no.
No, Ivan, no.
Wheres my mom?
Excellent question...
Excellent question.
Shes... sick.
Shes feeling a bit
under the weather.
But as soon as shes better,
youll go back with her.
For now, youll stay with us.
Who is 'us'?
Youll see.
You hungry?
At least they fed you.
And they gave me a warm bath.
Good to know, son.
Good to know.
Are you my dad?
No.
No. I have no kids.
But lets say Im your...
...little guardian angel.
Its just for a while.
I wanna pee.
Can you hold it in?
Were almost there, OK?
No?
No.
Im coming.
Im coming, Im coming.
Come quick, come.
Merci.
Lower your pants.
Like that.
Meet Hendrix.
Can he stay with us
for a couple of days?
This is Chema.
Come, sit.
Is this a joke?
- No, it isnt a joke.
Were doing Ivana...
...a favour.
Is he her nephew or something?
Hes the son of a friend of hers.
Ill explain later.
Coming.
Who are you?
What do you want?
Where is Patrick?
- I dont know, hes not here.
Hold on, man.
Let me be.
I thought you guys
were having a great fuck.
Yep, super great.
I dont know what you
see in that asshole.
I have everything...
...you need right here.
Over my dead body.
- All you need, bitch.
Over my dead body.
Relax. Relax.
Im so fed up with you, Caiman.
Tell that douche that he
has a week to pay up...
...the tab he has with me.
- You tell him and dont...
...get me involved in your shit.
- Move aside, goddamnit.
Move.
I warned you.
You know how I get
when I dont get paid.
Done?
Im going to get you.
Youll fall one day, you bitch.
Im going to get you.
Screw you, whore.
Whatever were you
thinking, Jean Paul?
I couldnt say no.
Theyre leaving tomorrow.
What did you want me to do?
I really dont know, but it
isnt our responsibility either.
Just what we needed.
Hello.
And if the mother acts
like she didnt know a thing?
We dont know who it is.
Come on, dont be dramatic.
Its just for a short time.
When shes released,
well give him back...
...and if not, well give him to
Ivana and she can handle it.
Shell know. Period.
Youre so incongruent.
I thought we were done
with that subject.
Yes, a friend of mine
died around here.
Hendrix?
Hendrix?
Im home.
Do you think its OK?
I couldnt hold it in.
Youre not a doggie, are you?
Dont scorn him like that.
Ill change the sheets.
Who does the cleaning?
Me, right?
Prepare the bath, Mrs. Chuy.
And you, get out of those
clothes, you stink.
Come on, off with them.
Youll get worms coming
out your butt.
Dont tell him that.
Didnt you hear?
Prepare the bath.
Nina?
Nina?
Nina, wake up.
Wake up.
Wheres your son?
Come on, wake up.
Hes in his room.
- Up, Nina.
For Petes sake, Nina.
Wake up, please.
Come. Wheres your son?
- Where are we going?
Wake up already and come.
Come here.
Calm down.
- Who are these assholes?
No, no.
Let me go. Let go.
Easy, easy.
Calm down.
- Help.
Theyre kidnapping me.
- Lets go.
Let me off.
- Lets go.
Let go of me.
Let go of me.
Let go.
Let go of me.
Who are you?
Hendrix.
'Genrriz'?
- Hendrix.
What the fuck. Who
gave you that name?
Mom did.
- Whos your mom?
Nina.
Nina?
Well youve got some
fucked up names there.
Come.
Wheres your lady mama?
In the hospital.
Why?
- Cause shes sick.
Sick with what?
- I think she had a breakdown.
Is she neurotic or what?
A little bit.
What are you doing hereabouts?
'Genrriz'?
Where?
- Here, this house.
Jean Paul told me Im
going to stay here...
...while mom gets better.
- That so?
So your mom is their friend.
Dont know.
Id never seen them.
Did they tell you
where to sleep already?
I slept in the guest
room last night.
Alone or with the men?
Alone.
How old are you, 'Genrriz'?
- Seven.
Seven. Youre getting some
little mars balls there, huh.
At your age, I had a girlfriend.
Not like other people.
- Who?
Other people just going around.
They cant stand women.
They just see them
and they throw up.
But youre a manly boy, right?
Whats manly?
Manly. It means you like
the ladies, dont you?
I like hanging around
with boys better.
What the....
You a sissy too?
What is a sissy?
Like... your relatives.
- What relatives?
Your uncles, don Chema
and don 'YoPolo'.
Theyre my uncles?
Heaven forbid.
Youre a little man, arent you?
Not like the kind of men who
get off on pushing up their beans.
I like beans too.
What the hell? Youre not
the brightest crayon, are you.
Just let me tell you. Dont hang
around with them for too long.
They say its contagious.
And if it is, Ill be seeing
you hang around the house...
...wearing a little skirt.
- What are you saying? Im not a girl.
Thats more like it.
Thats the way.
Come on, manly face.
Attention.
High five.
Thats it.
Leave.
Leave.
Hendrix, didnt they ever tell
you its not polite...
...to enter a room
without knocking first?
Chema?
Were off on the wrong foot.
Very bad.
And you, Mrs. Chuy,
be very careful.
I dont want to see the
kid hang around my room.
Got it?
- It isnt my fault.
Why leave the door open?
- All the more reason. Look after him.
Why me?
- Because I say so.
End of discussion.
Jose Maria, the boy isnt to blame.
- On top of everything I have to do...
...I have to guard the doors.
Hendrix, dont you want to
go out and play for a bit?
Come on, go.
Dont mind him,
hes having his period.
Ha, ha, ha.
Great sense of humour.
Funny man.
No, no, no.
Dont be nosy.
This isnt yours.
Whats up, Rafa?
Let me out, will you?
I have to go see my son, man.
Dont be an ass.
Dont insult me, you cookie.
Up yours, asshole.
Why were they kissing?
Because...
...foreigners are like that.
What am I, Mexican or a foreigner?
Youre Mexican, like me.
Gabino says I have the name
of a foreigner hippy.
Why do you listen to
that ignorant dwarf?
Do foreigners sleep in the nude?
Stop asking that kind of questions.
Do Mexicans?
- Do Mexicans what?
Do they sleep in the nude and
kiss each other and stuff?
No, boy, Mexicans dont.
And neither do you.
With all due respect, youre
out of your freaking mind, sister.
Just imagine if the boy
comes out dumb, or crazy...
...or a druggie, or gay.
My God, whod be the father?
Youre crazy, Ivana.
- This is how it goes.
Let me explain it bit by bit.
Listen.
The egg would be Glorias...
...but I would have the baby.
That way the kid
runs no risks.
Got me?
Got it.
How modern.
How perverse.
Why all the bullshit, anyway?
At first we both wanted
to get pregnant.
Thats what I last learned.
And finally, I gave in.
- I see.
But after analysing the situation...
...I came to the conclusion
of wanting to be part...
...of the process too.
I told her. Shes not
very convinced yet...
...but Im sure shell
end up accepting.
Damn you, Ivana.
Youve got a few loose screws.
And whats my role
in all of this?
Thats the thing.
Lets suppose that,
for example...
...you were the donor.
Me?
The egg would be Glorias, but
the genetic part would be us.
It may even look like me.
Right. Im sure Gloria
thinks its an awesome idea.
For sure, she agrees. Ivana,
Gloria will have a shit-fit.
She doesnt know yet.
And, well?
I want to know what you think.
I think...
...I need more caffeine. Miss.
Thats why I wanted
to ask, Father.
I say it isnt right.
It may even be a sin.
This isnt a confession, Jesusa.
You need advice. Come out...
...join me out here.
OK, Jesusa...
...what sin is it you talk of?
Im surprised by your attitude.
How long have you
worked in that house?
I stopped counting years, Father.
Then you know your bosses.
You know theyre good people.
You know that kid couldnt be...
...in better hands than theirs.
Yes, Father, but...
...I dont know why, but I feel like
something wrong might happen to him.
What do think might happen?
That which you imagine,
has nothing to do...
...with your bosses
sexual preferences.
Dont mix things up, Jesusa.
- But Father.
If you only knew how many questions
the boy is asking me right now.
I dont know what to answer.
- Well, all you have to do...
...is see to it that the boy
respects your patrons...
...spaces of intimacy.
Thats it.
Got it?
- Yes, Father.
Go to sleep already.
Theres a lot to be done.
May God be with you.
Why do you have these ladies?
Theyre my family, 'Genrriz'.
Why cant I go into the hospital?
Because theres a lot
of sick people in there.
You cant make any noise.
- And if Im real quiet?
No can do, 'Genrriz', my man.
Stop thinking about that.
You just wait and see. Your
mom will get better soon...
...and send out for you.
But I dont want to be
left alone again.
She wont.
Thats why youre here
with us, arent you?
Whos your man?
- You are.
Wholl care for you?
- You.
There he is.
Hendrix?
Hendrix?
What are you doing here?
Come...
...Ive got a surprise for you.
We have to unload some
things off the truck.
Yes, boss.
Hey, little man.
Right.
Here.
Alright.
One...
...two...
...three.
What do you think?
I want to go see my mom.
Where do you know Fidel from?
He was a security in a joint
where I worked some years ago.
Im a DJ.
In case you have an event or party.
Is this what you do now?
Not at all, no.
No, Fidel told me
about your problem.
And I think we can help
each other out.
I know its a bitch to
adopt here in Mexico, right?
Youll be looking at least three,
four years doing paperwork.
And that is if they
give you the baby.
Yes, thats what I learned.
Its a nightmare to adopt a baby.
I know, I understand.
But I know a boy whos amazing.
The best thing that could
happen to him would be...
...getting adopted
by someone like you.
How old is he?
Hes seven or eight.
Months old?
No. Years, years.
But hes a cutie.
Hes a white, like us.
Id think you and the missus are
looking for a fine boy, arent you?
No, we havent even
talked about it.
She has no idea of any of this.
But really, man, I was
thinking of a baby.
Can I give you a friendly advice?
What?
If youre going into this,
youd rather adopt a big boy.
Youll save up on lots of shit.
Hospitals, diapers,
vaccines, you know.
And the best thing is you know
right away what he looks like.
You wont get any surprises.
I mean...
...you dont have that
many options either.
The boy I told you about
is really something else.
In fact, a couple of Italians
just got in touch with me.
Theyre ready to
take him back home.
Where can I see him?
Yeah, hes pretty cute.
Told you. And besides
hes cool, this one.
Hes not dark skinned like most?
What do we have to do?
Relax, relax. One...
...then the other.
Very well done.
I dont want to.
- Come on, Hendrix.
Just see. You have to
learn how to swim, OK?
What would happen if
you fell into the pool?
Come on.
Relax.
Relax.
Relax already, Hendrix.
Dont talk to him like that,
he wont learn like that.
You mind your own business and
dont stick your nose into this.
Go check on the soup.
Ill be checking on you, son.
The soup. Its burning.
Hasnt something infected you?
- Something?
Syphilis? Gonorrhoea? STDs?
No, no, what are you saying?
Who does she think shes...
...talking with, Ioosey Goosey?
No, baby. FYI, Im not promiscuous.
Im just asking.
You men are something else.
Im just judging from the
circles you move in.
Gloria, there was no need for that.
I take pictures of celebrities...
...but I dont fuck them.
- Look.
Yet.
There are the results.
They just came in.
Hes a healthy boy.
Are you sure of what
youre about to do?
Sure.
Up to where I know,
Im nothing more...
...than a simple sperm donor.
If everything goes well...
...in nine months Ill
become the beautiful uncle...
...of a baby.
An uncle and thats that.
Gloria, relax already.
Give me your hand.
I swear to you, Im not
interested in becoming...
...anybodys dad, OK?
But anyway youd have to sign...
...a kind of contract...
...in which you desist
of any future claim.
Gloria, dont get all hung up.
Send me your girls with the...
...claim desisting thing...
...and Ill sign so
you dont lose any sleep.
One more thing. Its just...
Ivana talked of
economic compensation.
Because, yknow, lately
my sperm is rising on the market?
Its practically a luxury item.
So then...
...I wanted to know...
- Sure, Ill send you a check...
...along with the documents
youve got sign for us.
OK.
Dont even think of
sleeping around much.
Oh, no, of course not.
OK. Any other questions
or suggestions?
You have a visa?
And MasterCard, baby.
Which one is more aggressive?
The white shark or the bull shark?
I think it must be the white shark...
...cause it bites like...
- And the bull like...
Get in, get in.
- No, no.
No, no.
Lets play. Come on.
Lets play.
Water wars.
- Water war.
Close your eyes.
Stand up straight, OK?
Open up your legs.
Gabino.
Boss, you called?
Do you need something?
No, why?
What are you doing here?
You dont have
to be in my room.
Go to the yard.
And close the door, the
kid might catch a cold.
Thanks.
Lend me a hundred bucks.
- No way.
Shall I call you a cab?
I got no dough, man.
You got a smoke?
- Sure.
And who told you I want
to adopt a kid?
Nobody.
I just thought it
might be an option.
Just wanted to give
it to you.
I cant believe you.
It hasnt been a month
and youre already saying this.
But why dont you think about it?
Weve got nothing to lose, Luisa.
You think Im just going to
forget about my baby like that?
No, of course not.
The thing isnt forgetting him.
I just think another child...
...might help us overcome this.
Wed have a reason to keep going.
I lost him too, you know.
Dont forget about it.
So youre famous little Hendrix.
Im famous?
- Youre becoming famous.
Sadly.
Hendrix, brush your teeth.
Lets go.
Let me clean you up.
Look that way.
Come on.
Lets go. One, two, three.
Come on.
Come on.
Guys...
...be very careful.
Sadly, there are people
that can misunderstand...
...your good intentions.
Well, we have spoken about this...
...to absolutely nobody.
Its very clear.
Not even to me.
I thought this family
wouldnt grow any larger.
Or at least so I thought.
And it wont.
Its just an extraordinary event.
Okay.
As soon as the boys mother
gets any better...
...you give him her son back
and everythings alright.
You stupendous, think.
Where did you leave the boy?
- Ivanas not answering the phone.
Well, dont move from her fucking
house till shes home.
What are you doing here?
Move on.
You fucker, leave me.
Dont push me around.
- Calm down.
Last night I went to her apartment
and the doorman said...
...there isnt any kid
at her house, got it?
I give you two days...
...for that damn brat to appear.
Two days.
Two.
- Heard me? Two.
Since when do you care
so much for my son, you fucker?
I care for him more than
you do, you idiot.
Him being with your friend
is in your best interest.
Hurry up.
So freaking irresponsible.
- Fuck you.
Got it, got it.
Show me.
Bravo, but youre not done
yet. Youre halfway there.
Excuse me, boss?
Im done here.
Okay, thanks.
See you tomorrow.
Well, I...
I wanted to see if I could
get permission from you...
...to take 'Genrriz'
out for a while.
At this hour? Where are
you thinking of taking him?
For a ride.
Ill take good care of him.
Its just so he
gets some fresh air.
You want to go with Gabino?
Yes.
No, you asshole.
Yes, son of a gun.
Thats the only way you can
do it, you fuckers.
Bastard.
- Bastard.
Shes from your family.
Told you, 'Genrriz'. Mama.
Look, look, look.
Facing front, assholes.
Mother Fucker, idiot.
- Fucking idiot.
Son of a fucking bitch.
Feels a little bit weird
that the kids not here, right?
What are we going
to do with Hendrix?
Well...
What any normal family does.
I mean...
...Hendrix is a boy, not E.T.
Honey, dont avoid the topic.
To start with, his
room is all made up...
...you went shopping and
got him towels...
...clothing, toys.
Dont you see?
So?
- So?
So whats so bad about buying
the kid what he needs?
No, nothing. Nothing.
- I dont follow you.
Are you getting hooked?
- No.
Hendrix isnt going
to be here forever.
I dont think its good for you
to get to attached to him.
Youre creating false
expectations for yourself.
Oh...
No.
You created them from the
moment you brought him here.
Yes, I didnt ask you for it.
And now you want me not
to get too attached to him.
Not to look at him,
or pay attention to him...
...walk around the house
like hes some kind of pet...
...and act like hes not here.
Listen to me...
...I cant do that.
- Course not. Course not.
I want...
I want you to know that at some
point, sooner or later, hell go.
I want you to keep it in mind.
I want you to keep it in mind.
As long as hes
living in my house...
...Ill give him everything
within our reach.
Okay?
Hendrix needs a normal
life, Jean Paul.
He needs...
...he needs friends,
he needs to go to school.
Even school now.
You surely picked it already.
- Well, yes, he needs to go to school.
He needs to play, he needs...
Keep it in mind.
Shit, Patrick, were
you hiding from me?
No, why would you
think so, Caiman?
Wheres my money?
Pay up, dirty bastard.
Business isnt my thing.
I love you, man.
It isnt accumulative. Pay up.
Pay up, bitch.
- Give me a few days.
A few days? Pay me now.
Pay me now.
What the fuck is the
deal with that girl?
Thats a felony. Theyll stick you
in, Patrick dont be an idiot.
Hello.
- Whats up, Agustin? Its Patrick.
Whats up, brother?
- Did you think about it?
Were still thinking about it.
Know what? Give me a moment
because I cant hear you well.
Well, look...
...I thought about it...
...and wed like to
meet the kid first.
You know, interact
with him a bit, right?
Brother, I dont think
youre catching my drift.
The family I told you of
already has asked for him...
...and if you dont act now,
theyll take him next week.
Yes, but we cant make a
decision just like that.
We want to see him.
So what shall we do?
Let them take him to Italy?
What can I tell you?
I mean...
If things arent done like I asked
you to, its going to be a feed up.
Agustin, lets do this.
I like you guys better
than the Italians...
...and Id rather have
the kid stay in Mexico.
So then...
...Im going to call off
the deal and tell them...
...there was a problem
with his papers...
...and that he cannot leave
the country, OK?
But you have to swear youll
give me half of the money...
...when I go with them.
Deal?
OK.
Ill call you back, alright?
Who were you talking to?
Its getting late.
Ill open. You go already.
Where is Hendrix?
Nina, calm down.
- Where is he, you assholes?
Hey, calm down, OK?
- Calm down.
You shut up, you idiot.
Where is he? Give him back.
Chill, hes doing fine.
Your son is fine.
Hes in good hands. Believe me.
Not true. I want my son.
Hendrix.
Hes not with us.
Calm down.
Hes not here.
You should be in rehab.
Whats wrong with you?
Look at yourself.
Who let you out?
Youre not okay.
Give me my son back, please.
What for?
So youll abandon him
again, as always.
Youre a freaking junkie.
Look at yourself, you cant
even take care of yourself.
Stop.
No, calm down.
Nina, Im calling the cops.
I swear to you Ill call the
cops if you dont calm down.
Calm down.
Your son is doing fine.
Fine.
But were not telling
you where he is.
Not until you get better.
And until you can handle him...
...youre not seeing him again.
Calm down.
You have no right
to take my son away.
Nina, where are you going?
Wait.
Youre going to regret this.
Nina.
I dont agree, Luisa.
Besides, what do you know of
what the boy has been through?
It doesnt matter what they tell
you, you wont love him as a son.
Instead of thinking
stupid things like that...
...you should go get
checked by a good doctor.
Not like the quack
Agustin took you to.
Im going to have to speak
very seriously with your father.
That is child trafficking,
in case you didnt know.
And bringing those people here?
- What do I do then, goddamnit?
Luisa cant get pregnant again,
and adopting a kid...
...in this fucking
country is a huge mess.
If what you want is
to have a kid...
...give your mother and me
a grandson, get another woman.
Youre too young to have to
do your life over, man.
That relationship has never worked.
Dont act dumb.
And a child wont make things better.
Itll just make them worse.
Most of all if hes not yours.
Ours.
Get what Im saying?
Youve got to help us
out with this, Tomas.
The kid has no school.
That boy is never going to
have a normal life, Jean Paul.
What he needs is
psychological assistance.
Yes, we know, but...
...he also needs...
...to go to school.
- That goes without saying.
But I dont know if this
is the best option for him.
I dont want to have to imagine
the faces the PTA will make...
...when I even suggest this.
They can all go fuck
Themselves, cant they?
Honey, calm down.
Jean Paul...
...you know who the
PTAs members are?
Yes.
- You know how much they contribute...
...to this institution
in a monthly basis?
So then, Tomas,
youre talking about money.
I mean, come on. You should
have told us beforehand...
...and wed saved ourselves...
...a couple thousand words.
Money isnt a concern.
In your specific case
it isnt about money.
Then what is it?
- There are three variables.
For example, this is
a bilingual school.
We need to know the
kids academic level.
Tomas, please,
dont be ridiculous.
Hendrix isnt applying for college.
He only needs to see other people.
Get along with them.
Thats it.
I dont know.
Id have to do some heavy
convincing to do...
...with the PTAs members.
Theyre conservative people.
Tomas...
...well owe you one.
Maybe if you wanted to...
...contribute a
large amount of money.
I dont know.
Maybe itll help us...
...build a pool for the school.
Youre such a cynic.
- Im not a cynic. Im realistic.
The only way in which Hendrix
can come to this school...
...is if he represents
a benefit to the community.
Sweetheart, hes right.
Poor kids.
They come to this school...
...in their luxury import cars
with chauffeurs. Well fed.
I guess youre thinking that
for Hendrix, it might be better...
...if we enrol him
in a public school.
I mean, theres no need
to be bilingual there.
Economic contributions, right?
- Lets see.
If the problem is the PTA...
...why dont you let
us do the talking?
Why are you so afraid?
Well, if the members
have nothing else to say...
...then the most convenient
thing is to talk with Father Tomas...
...because I think this is
not our decision to make.
Hes the one with the final say.
One last thing,
for all of our sakes.
Avoid public displays of affection.
- You censoring us, Tomas?
Thats a way of saying it, yes.
So I wont be able to grab my
husbands butt in the school fair.
Not in any way or manner.
If you want to grab his butt,
grab it at home...
...without the kid seeing you.
No worries.
After ten years with him...
...public displays of affection
are well under control.
I dont even get any at home.
Thats bull.
- Tomas, relax already.
Oh. Right.
Hello?
- Listen to me, you asshole.
If you dont want to
be in deep shit...
...you two need to get
the boy to me, now.
Who is this?
Youll meet me soon enough,
and I dont think you want to.
Dont you threaten me.
Its OK to need help.
When is mom coming out
of the hospital?
I dont know, Hendrix.
We have to be patient, okay?
Look at this one.
Its great.
Its OK to have a worm for a pet.
Its OK to have several moms.
Its OK to have several dads.
Its OK to be adopted.
Its OK to do something good
for someone else.
Its OK to be different.
Youre special and important,
just because...
...youre you.
Is it OK if mom comes
live here with us?
Maybe.
- Alright.
Hit the sack, alright.
- Come here.
We have to go to school tomorrow.
Your new school. Imagine that.
Little guardian angel...
- My sweet company...
...dont desert me...
...not at night, not by day...
...because if you leave me...
...Id be lost.
In the name of the Father...
- Of the Son...
...and of the Holy...
...and of the Holy Spirit...
Amen.
Come.
Come here.
Id like to introduce a
new classmate to you.
His name is Hendrix, and
from today hes going to share...
...the classroom with you, OK?
Welcome, Hendrix.
- Welcome, Hendrix.
I could give you the
son you want so badly.
That again.
I dont understand what
youre doing there.
Me neither.
I cant leave her.
Now less than ever.
Im not going to wait
for you my whole life.
I dont think its fair.
Okay.
Youve got the right to
do whatever you want.
Do I?
Yes.
If youd rather stick with Luisa,
then dont call me anymore.
How was your new school?
- Cool.
But I dont understand a thing.
Why speak English if were in Mexico?
Thats so you learn a new language.
No, no. No sticking your hands
into the plate, little boy.
Thats why there are utensils.
Why do you guys kiss
each other in the mouth?
Well...
...Chema and I are...
Good friends.
- No, no, no.
Jose Maria.
- Dont confuse him more, Jean Paul.
Jose Maria.
- Please.
Bear with me. The boy understands.
Jean Paul and I are a couple, OK?
And we kiss each other because...
...we love each other very much.
So youre boyfriends.
Yes.
Just like there are
men who like women...
...there are men who
like other men.
Jose Maria, enough.
- Come, Jean Paul.
Alright?
- Relax.
Lets see.
Its like with food.
Do you like liver?
- Dont know. I havent tried it.
And dont even try it.
You wont like it.
- There you go. See?
He doesnt like it.
- But I do.
And that doesnt make
one better than the other.
Not you...
...not him...
...not me.
But one things for sure.
Were different.
Gabino says youre
a couple of fags.
One more comment...
...and youre out of this house.
Got it?
Yes, young man.
Yes, boss.
Little brat rat.
I almost got the boot cause of you.
It just came out. Forgive me?
'It just came out'.
Just keep doing it, youll...
See if I ever take you
out to the wrestling matches.
These two are crazy.
They should be interned...
...theyre so crazy.
Another one.
- Why?
I dont know why
youre so freaked out.
Nowadays everything is possible.
That goes for you, darling.
Us, the men, remain screwed up.
It doesnt matter how much we fuck,
he just wont get pregnant.
Who lives here?
No idea.
Id never been here.
Its easy to see you
have a lot of money.
I know Im a little...
...conservative for you, OK?
And if that is your decision...
...I respect it.
Its your life, in the end, right?
But...
...I most definitely do not agree.
I dont agree with it.
Why dont you get another donor?
Well I never... Werent you
dying to become a father, honey?
I didnt know that.
Come on. Three Tequila
shots and off you go.
Go, go, go, a bit more.
Cause this one wont take it,
even if it came in a plate.
And you?
- What about me?
Dont want to do it?
- No. Yes?
May I?
Just a little.
Ivana?
Enough.
Oh God, so stressful.
Sorry, Gloria.
Sorry.
OK, my friend.
Girls stick with girls.
And you come here.
Boys stick with boys.
Sorry, sorry, Gloria.
I mean it.
In practical terms, the
one thats giving it...
...her genetics is you, Gloria.
You will be the mom.
No, only to a certain point.
Because our friends are playing God.
Honey, Ivana will give birth,
and its her brother who is...
...donating sperm, right?
Yes, but shell act as an incubator.
Sorry, Ivana, but that is it.
Its like those American ladies
who rent out their womb...
...and then give the kid...
...to Ricky Martin.
Well, yes.
No. Chema, no.
Our cause is different.
Its got nothing to do with it.
Sure. Besides, I also think...
...than neither Ivana,
nor any other woman...
...can be a simple incubator.
I mean...
...from the moment shes
inseminated, the product...
...eats from her, and
it depends emotionally...
...and physically from her.
But it isnt hers, hon.
Of course Id also
be that babys mom.
Course she is, Chema.
Shed be the mother.
The baby is connected to her.
Its inside her, for Petes sake.
- Hey...
...dont you think this subject
has run dry? Lets quit it, OK?
OK, but one more question.
Oh, for...
- Just one more question.
Why not do it the
old fashioned way?
Each one uses their own egg.
Because we dont feel like it, OK?
- No, actually...
...whats going on is...
...Gloria is doing really
well in her job nowadays...
...and...
...it just wouldnt be very
prudent to get pregnant, right?
Besides, Ivana is 27 and Im 42.
Sure.
- Makes any sense.
Yes, totally right.
Some cold blood, right?
Next thing we know, ones
going to be able to order...
...a baby on the Internet.
- OK, stop it.
Sure.
To the future moms.
- Cheers.
To the future moms.
And to Georgioildonatore.
Now you speak Italian.
Me, donor?
Hey, changing the subject a bit...
...we have something important...
Actually, I have something
important to tell you.
Oh, no, no more.
Mercy, please. Mercy.
I knew this wasnt
going to end well.
What did you think?
That she was going to kick
the crack habit in a spa...
...with a few aspirins?
Come on.
Course not.
But I didnt think this dumb
bitch was going to run away.
Im so cold.
Switch the heat on. Its cold.
Oh.
Calm down. Calm down.
- What do you want?
Im not going to mug you.
Did you come see the kid?
Remember me?
The boy isnt here.
Oh. No?
- No.
Well, I figure he is.
Look...
...youre not his mothers.
Nina desperately wants her son back.
Im going to help her get him back.
We can do this the easy
way, or the hard way.
So if you dont cooperate...
...Im going to sue you
for kidnapping him.
And then youll go to jail.
You have no right to take
him from his mother.
Dont be such assholes.
Nina cant handle him.
Thats not your problem, mama.
The boy can stay with me...
...while she gets better.
- Is that right? You fucking junkie.
You calm down, OK? If you
dont want a fist to the face.
I want that boy at
Ninas tomorrow, got it?
Got it?
- Yes, yes.
I dont know what to do.
If to give the boy back to
his mother or report her...
...or if to give him to the
police or the authorities.
Hendrix isnt leaving this house.
Heard me?
Yes, I did.
But we cant do this.
The mother wants him back.
Come on.
Shall I remind you that his mother
is a junkie that abandoned him?
That isnt our problem?
Do you know the trouble
were stepping into?
We should have thought
about it beforehand.
Too late, honey.
Good night.
The boy leaves
this house tomorrow.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Fine.
If he leaves...
...I leave with him.
We cant do anything.
Cant we?
Whos preventing me from doing it?
HOLY CROSS CHILDRENS HOME
Whats up?
Why are you shutting down?
Cause Im done.
Youre really
drunk, arent you?
No, Im fine.
I just had some drinks
with a few clients.
Im going to take a bath.
I feel hot.
As we do every month,
we have a parent over...
...to talk about his job.
It is Hendrixs turn now.
He asked us to invite his dad over.
Quiet, please.
Welcome.
Hello.
Hello.
My name is Jose Maria,
but you guys...
...can call me 'Chema'.
Im Hendrixs dad.
OK.
Im going to tell them
a bit about what I do, OK?
Yes.
Alright.
Right now...
...Im a homemaker.
My job is...
...to keep the house
clean and tidy...
...and make this little
fellow do his homework.
And all the things that
normally a mom does.
But it wasnt always like that.
Im a designer.
And some years ago, I was a model.
The kind you see modelling clothes
in magazines and commercials.
Have you seen that?
- Yes.
Just like that.
Pablo, please.
Is it true Hendrix has two dads?
Yes, it is.
His other dad is called Jean Paul.
And hes a great publicist.
Alex.
My dad says youre gay.
Do you know what that word means?
Alright, look.
A gay person is a person who likes...
...another person of the same gender.
So a man that
likes another man.
Or a woman that
likes another woman.
But if you have any other doubts...
...ask your daddy.
- Well, that would be it.
Sadly, Hendrixs dad has to go...
...so lets see him off
with an applause, please.
Lets take things as they are, Tomas.
Goodbye, guys.
- Leave, please.
Goodbye.
Okay, kids.
Why doesnt Hendrix have a mom?
I do.
But shes on a trip, right?
Wasnt she in the hospital?
Well...
...that hospital is in the USA.
Is she sick?
She left to have
some tests done, Pablito.
And you two are his moms husbands?
No, Pablito.
It is not like that.
Hendrix has his mom,
and he also has us.
Eat, boy. The foods
going to get cold.
I am eating.
Dont be stubborn. That guy
is not going to stop bothering us.
Dont you get it?
What do you want me to do?
Give him the boy?
I will not.
Its George.
Hi, George.
- Hello.
You scared us, man.
Hi.
Hi.
What happened?
Did you get the contract?
Yes, I wanted to
talk about that.
Couldnt be in another moment?
I mean...
- No.
No.
Its just...
Ive been thinking...
...I dont think its
going to happen, OK?
What?
- Just like that.
Im embarrassed and sorry,
but I think you girls...
...should start searching
for another donor because...
...I cant. Its too complicated.
- Hold on, hold on.
What do you mean, its not happening?
We had made a deal.
Im so sorry, sweetie. Im
sorry, but its too complicated.
Dont fuck with me,
George, okay?
Dont do this to us.
I just bought the tickets to Houston.
I know, Gloria.
Im embarrassed, really.
Sorry.
Hold on. Where are you going?
Tell me, what is going on with you?
- No. Whats wrong with you?
Can you let me go, please?
- Of course not.
Hey... I just came to
let you guys know, OK?
You cant force me to do
something I dont want to, OK?
Ive been thinking and...
...I dont want to be
no childs father.
You arent going to
be anybodys father.
Youre going to be a
donor, and thats it.
Wed talked about it.
Really, dont worry.
Theres no problem, George.
What do you mean, no problem,
Ivana? Whats wrong with you?
You know how much this stupid
deal is going to cost me?
Calm down, Gloria.
We have an appointment
in Houston next week.
What are you playing at?
Dont talk to me like that,
you fucking bitch.
Its precisely because of that
that I want no part in it.
To think that my own sister...
...will have a son of mine.
Dont fuck around.
Thats called incest, it doesnt
matter how you paint it.
I want no part of that mess, OK?
Excuse me. Please...
- What are you talking about?
Youre sick in the head.
- And youre beautiful, honey.
Ivana, think about it.
You know what?
I dont want to see you ever again.
Dance here,
on the stage. Come up.
Applauses for Hendrix.
Excuse me, sir.
Excuse me.
Someone is looking for you.
Who is it?
Who told you your son is here?
Ivana.
She told me you had him.
Im very sorry.
There must be a mistake.
As you can see, theres
no place for any boy here.
So you wont give him to me.
Im sorry, but...
...I dont know what
youre talking about.
If you want, we can dial...
...Ivanas number
and clear this up.
Yes?
He also knew the lions were
the kings of the jungle.
Why cant I go out?
- Because the gentlemen...
...are taking care of some things
with other people.
Talk a little quieter, alright?
Yes?
- Ivana.
Chema, whats up?
A woman came to the
house, claiming to be...
...Hendrixs mother.
How do you know his
name is Hendrix, fucker?
Let me go.
Didnt you say he wasnt here?
Calm down, lady.
Let me go.
I want my son.
- Your son isnt here, lady.
Let me go.
This woman is going crazy.
Dont tell her hes there.
Hold on. You know what?
Ill just put her on the
phone and clear things up.
Hendrix.
A piece of paper...
- Its my mom.
No.
Hendrix.
- No, no.
Yes, its my mom.
Nina is at Chemas.
Im heading over.
Ivana, dont be stubborn
and Keep out of it.
Hendrix.
- No, no.
Its my mom.
Let me go.
- Lady.
Hendrix.
Wait, wait.
Mommy.
- Calm down.
I want my son, you fucker.
- Calm down already.
Calm down.
Alright.
Your son is here.
You see, fucker?
Hurry up, already.
Give him to me.
- Im going to go get him.
But I want you to calm down.
Calm down.
No.
Mom.
Hendrix.
Hendrix.
- Mom.
Hendrix.
Hendrix.
Stop already.
Didnt you say he wasnt here?
- Dont hit me.
Didnt you say he wasnt?
- Dont hit me because...
...Ill hit back, even
if youre a woman. OK?
Id like to see you do it.
- Dont hit me.
Fucker.
Dont hit me.
Jean Paul.
- Go ahead.
Hendrix.
- Jean Paul.
Sons of Bitches.
Mom.
- Hendrix.
Sweetie.
How are you?
I missed you so much.
Im OK. Hes Chema,
and hes Jean Paul...
...shes Mrs. Chuy,
and hes Gabino.
Come see our room.
Its awesome.
No, no. Were going home. Come.
Wait, wait.
Why dont you think it over?
The boy is very well
taken care of in here.
And you have to see a doctor.
Do I?
Were not staying here?
This isnt your home, Hendrix.
Understand it already. Lets go.
- Hey, hey, whats the matter?
No, dont...
As a matter of fact...
...the kids not leaving.
You got it?
You got it?
- Lf I got it?
Out of my way.
- Try moving me.
Calm down.
Calm down.
Chema, shes his mother.
Shes his mother.
Lady...
...before you leave, why
dont you ask Hendrix...
...what does he want?
Hendrix.
What do you want to do?
Do you want to leave
with your mom...
...or stay with us for a bit...
...and your mommy can come
visit any time she wants.
What do you think?
- I want to stay here...
...with mom.
- Hendrix, this isnt your home.
And I dont know these people.
Lets go.
Mom.
Come on.
Theyre nice people, mom.
They gave me a room
and bought me stuff.
You can come visit him any
time youd like, while we...
...find you some help.
Lady, dont go.
Let me give you my number.
Just in case.
Im going to say goodbye to the boy.
Lets go already.
Bye, Hendrix.
I love you very much.
Move.
Mom, open up.
Look whos waiting for you.
Thats it.
Didnt you see?
Whats up, my champ?
Where were you?
Why arent we
leaving with Chema?
Because this is your home,
Hendrix. Get it already.
Everything is going to be OK.
Go out and play.
Im going to pick things up.
Its the sign.
Too Torres, from where?
Vera turns. Its the chance
to score for a draw.
Atlas is looking to...
He wont talk to anyone.
I had never seen
him so depressed.
Jean Paul, Im so sorry.
I just...
I only wanted to help, and look.
When help comes
from people like us...
...its never going to be
seen with good eyes.
To accept our condition, one
either has to be really smart...
...or really fucking dumb.
Because...
...life doesnt give you the
tools to deal with this.
Im not so sure I want to
bring a child into this world.
You still feel sick?
Ill feel better.
Im sorry.
I promise Ill take care of you.
And you know what?
Were going to go
on a long trip...
...and buy a beautiful house.
Yes?
Little brat...
...smelly again.
He likes balls...
...big and small.
Its Hendrix...
...and he likes to sing.
Hes a good boy...
...and hes going out to play.
What do you want?
What are you doing here?
I just brought your medicine...
...so youll feel better.
Mom?
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Go to your room.
Hendrix.
Hello?
Hello?
What are you doing?
Nothing.
What happened?
I dont know.
Who was it?
- I lost the call.
Hendrix?
Answer, theyre talking to you.
Hendrix Montoya Cabrera.
Hes a bit shy at first.
But hell be OK in a minute.
Youre beautiful.
I told you, didnt I?
I want to go home.
In a minute.
Look, Agustin. Im going to tell
you the truth so youll trust me.
His mom and I, we had
some issues years ago.
But shes a crazy junkie.
Shes locked up in a farm.
She hasnt seen him in years,
and shes not interested.
And Hendrix has no dad.
She doesnt even
remember whos the dad.
Ive tried to care for him...
...cause he aint
got nobody, right?
But its really hard, man.
And I just cant handle it
any more, man, I just cant.
Id rather he gets a good family.
No?
NINA
MY NUMBER
Answer, damn it.
But how does it go?
Have you got the boys documents?
You see...
...I signed him up with my name.
But Im not his dad.
If we make a deal,
Id give you everything.
Id do the paperwork...
...for the kid to
be in your name...
...so you have no problems.
I want to go with my mom.
- Wheres your mom?
At home.
Shes sick.
What is she sick with?
- I dont know.
He gives my mom her medicines.
And that makes her ill.
Is he a relative of yours?
Hes a friend of moms.
But hes bad.
Hold on.
Whats up, Hendrix? Inventing
stories for the lady again?
Hes got a big imagination.
He loves to invent stories.
Right?
What are you doing?
- Calm down.
Im sure that guy stole him.
Chill, alright?
Or you wont ever see your mom.
Hear me?
I want to go.
Youre staying here until
your mom gets better.
No, no, no.
- Smile, you little fucker.
Tell them a thing about your mother
again and you wont see her again.
Got me?
Did you get it?
OK.
Patrick.
Its just hes shy...
...because he doesnt
know you, but...
...I got through to him.
You can keep him
for a couple days...
...get to know him
and live together.
Yes. Well keep
him for a few days.
Done.
- OK.
It feels terrible...
...but its for his
own wellbeing, right?
Just dont forget what we
agreed on, brother.
Just half, just half.
Right. To whose name?
Patricio Javier...
...Montoya...
...Sarmiento.
Here you go.
Were all done.
Ill come by in a few days.
Just leave me something
to contact you by.
Your address and...
Agustin here has my number.
Ill come by on Tuesday, OK?
To collect on the remainder.
Give you his papers,
clothes, and stuff.
Sure, but leave us an address...
...and another number.
Just in case, you know.
What if he gets sick?
God forbid.
Hello?
Good afternoon.
Mr. Jean Paul Jaubert?
Yes, this is he.
Im Mrs. Luisa de Lascurain.
I dont know if you know him...
We have Hendrix here.
Yes, of course.
Hed like to talk to you.
Sure.
Let me put him on the phone.
Allow me.
Chema.
Hello?
Hendrix, son.
How are you? Where are you?
Here.
But here where, sweetie?
Where am I?
Dont be a fucker.
- None of your business.
Punch him.
Done and done.
Were done, fucker.
Leave already, and dont
bother coming in tomorrow.
Whats up, Caiman?
I got your money.
Its fucked up, you fag.
When have I failed you?
Dont be like that, man.
Thats it, man.
Good, Patrick, my man.
Youre really something else.
No, its even endorsed.
No problem, man.
If it bounces, you better
start digging a hole, huh.
Im on bad terms, even
with my lady friend.
You chill, or Ill squeal.
Im taking a loudspeaker, man.
Man.
Whats wrong?
Youre going out?
Yes. Hendrix showed up.
Nina dumped him again.
Ivana, I need to talk to you.
- I dont have time now.
Where are you going? Im talking...
- Bye.
Who are you?
This is Jean Paul,
Im Chema, and...
...were responsible for Hendrix.
Im sorry, but I dont follow.
What do you need to understand?
Its a bit of a long story.
We have a common friend.
Shes the one that picked up...
...Hendrix, the first time around.
She asked us to take care
of him while the mother...
...got straight again.
And that hasnt happened.
Thats it.
I see.
But then...
I mean, you...
...are...
- Boyfriends.
Well, yes...
But, come on...
We think its important
for Hendrix...
...to keep living with us.
With all due respect, I
dont think its good...
...for the boy to
live with you.
And... with all due respect, right?
Who are you to decide
what is best for him?
Im nobody.
But he should at least live with...
...a normal family.
Right?
I mean...
Poor kid.
Who gave you the right to judge
us without even knowing us?
Lets see. Calm down.
Everything is cool.
She should keep tabs
on her words. I mean, Jesus...
Who does she think she is?
- Jose Maria.
Chema.
Why dont we calm down?
Right?
Lets see.
What do you want to do?
I want to go.
Please, dont do this to him, OK?
Hes hardly at an age where
he can decide where to live.
The logical thing would
be for him to stay here.
You know what?
Hold on.
I couldnt care less
about what you think.
This is not up for discussion.
The kid leaves with us.
Hold on, brother, hold on.
Unless you want to have a problem.
Did you already do all
the stuff I left you?
Wheres Hendrix?
For Petes sake.
Did you lose him again already?
Nina, youre something else.
Where is he, you fucker?
Last night he was in bed with me.
Where is he, you fucker?
How the fuck am I going to know?
Why dont you ask...
...your fucking friends?
Who took him the last time?
Ivana said she didnt have him.
And you believe her.
Of course theyre not telling you.
The fags must have him.
- What fags?
They have him. Lets go.
- Calm down.
Come with me.
- Nina, Nina.
Chill, snort a bit.
Another one.
Try to remember where you
picked him last time.
I dont know. Why are
you doing this to me?
You dont even know what
freaking day today is.
Hendrix.
I have to go get Hendrix. Lets go.
In a minute.
In a minute.
Fucker. This is my son.
- In a minute.
Chill.
What did you want me to do?
To go into a fight with them?
You didnt see how hysterical
that crazy bitch was.
Besides, the kid wants
to go with them.
Of course. Because hes an adult
that can make his own decisions.
Hes a freaking boy.
Didnt you see him?
Why did you let him go?
Luisa, you arent planning
on keeping the kid.
Dont fuck with me.
Thats called child trafficking.
You didnt see the guy.
Why did you give him a check then?
What are you telling him...
...when they come
looking for the kid?
You have any idea of what
they can do to us?
Calm down, I didnt
sign the check correctly.
Im not the idiot you think I am.
That asshole isnt coming back here.
And if he does, Ill
beat the shit out of him.
Why did you let the boy go?
Do you know what that pair of
degenerates might be doing to him?
Calm down.
In the end, that freaking
brat isnt even my kid.
I dont give a damn.
Youre a dick.
So what if he isnt your son?
Hes still a child.
If those perverts
do something to him...
...itll be your guilty conscious
to deal with, and your fault.
What did you want me to do?
Have a fist fight with them?
Just you wait, Im going
to beat them all to high hell.
Whore you calling?
Your daddy, so
he fixes your problem...
...like always.
- Shut up, dumb bitch.
Its thanks to my daddy that
you have food and a roof.
Yes.
Maam, I want to
report a child as stolen.
Move. Scoot.
Jesus, sorry, sorry.
Anonymous, maam.
Stay there.
Do they have any idea
where the mothers child...
...may be?
She is sure to be with that bum...
...and we dont know
where he lives...
...but he wont take long to come by.
Anyway...
...if someone asks...
...or knocks on the door,
or we get an unknown caller...
...nobody knows
anything about Hendrix.
In this house, there are no kids.
Got it, Gabino?
Mrs. Chuy?
Nobody comes into this house
without me signing off on it.
Jean Paul, Im sorry, but...
...this is a very serious felony.
No, no, Tomas.
We just want to protect the kid.
Protect the kid, just that.
Im going to talk to
the lady and the guy...
...and offer them money
so theyll let us be.
Thats it.
Gentlemen...
...whether we like it or not...
...we have to hand the child
over to the authorities.
No, no, no.
Sorry, Tomas, but no.
Thats not happening.
No?
- No.
No.
Sorry, but I cant
be a part of this.
Tomas.
Jean Paul, this has gone too far.
I helped you to the point I could.
Tomas.
- Stop.
Let him go.
Does anyone else want to leave?
Gabino?
Mrs. Chuy? Ivana?
The door is open.
Calm down.
- Why calm down?
Sorry, Jean Paul.
But Nina wont sell her son.
No, she doesnt.
She just cuts him loose
every third day, right?
Yes, but for other reasons.
Who are you selling?
You want a beer?
Nina?
Nina?
What the...?
Nina?
What the hell, crazy bitch.
No way.
No way.
Nina, what the hell.
Nina.
Nina.
No way.
No way. Fucking Nina.
Help, goddamnit.
Help me, man.
Some help here.
Go, open. Open.
Carefully.
Hurry up.
Hey?
And what if they arent
what we think they are?
Youre the one that didnt
like them, werent you?
Yes, but not enough
to call the cops.
Right.
Now it turns out its my fault.
I never told you to bring the kid.
You never told me not to, either.
Alright?
Pick up.
Its work.
Answer her already. She even
left you a message a while ago.
Who are you talking about?
Your girlfriend.
Girlfriend.
Stop saying dumb shit, will you?
Youre something else.
Fucking liar.
Forgive me.
No.
No, Ivana.
Not again.
Hold on, Blondie.
Hold on, hold on.
Hold on, goddamnit.
Why didnt we go pick
up my mom?
Because...
...your mom is sick, Hendrix.
She needs a doctor.
She cant be here.
Okay?
Why do they say at school
that I have no family?
What a thing to say.
What are we, then?
Chopped liver?
Were flesh and bone, boy.
Hey... hey...
...remember not all
kids have a mom and a dad.
Some live with mom...
...some live with dad.
And others...
- Live with grandpa and grandma.
Exactly.
Every case is different, Hendrix.
That makes us a family, right?
Of course.
- Yes.
And well always be together.
Always.
Youll never leave me, right?
No, honey.
No.
No.
Never.
Were never leaving you.
Not ever.
Not ever.
Carnoy solution.
One mg of adrenaline.
Starting heart treatment.
One, two, three.
No response.
Atropine, three mgs.
One, two, three.
Time of death...
Hey...
...after party.
Thats it, man.
What the hell, Patrick?
- Whats up, man?
Your fucking check bounced.
- No way, man, no way.
No way, man? Really.
- Hold on man, hold on.
Hold on.
And I took a friend
to a swinger bar, man.
It was hilarious.
Hello?
What the fuck, man?
Your check bounced.
Hold on, brother.
Whats up, Patrick?
- Your check bounced, you ass.
No way, man.
How odd.
But dont worry. If you want
to, Ill meet you later.
Im on my way out. Ill
give you the full sum...
...because I think
were keeping the boy.
Look, you asshole,
dont try to play it smart.
If you dont give me the money,
you hand the boy back over today.
And youre in deep shit too.
No, calm down, man.
I know.
It must be a mistake.
At what time and place
can I see you, you dolt?
I dont know.
Calm down, dude.
Calm down.
Mr. Patricio Montoya?
That isnt me.
- Will you come with us, please?
Hold on, man.
- In you go.
Youre hereby declared...
...guilty...
...of kidnapping...
...and sexual...
...harassment...
...of the minor named...
...Hendrix...
- Sir?
...Montoya.
Sir, I havent said that.
Let me finish.
Of the minor named...
...Hendrix Montoya Cabrera.
I reserve my own right to declare...
...until I have my lawyer
in the room.
What happened?
He wont talk.
Do you know the kind of
welcome parties they give...
...in there to assholes like you?
Fucking paedophile.
Did they touch there, son?
What did those men do to you?
What am I doing here?
Calm down.
Were here to help.
Im going to ask
a little favour of you.
Take off your clothes.
Im going to do a checkup.
I didnt sell him.
What is your relation...
...to Mr. Jean Paul...
...Jaubert?
And Mr. Jose Maria Fernandez?
Never heard of them.
Dont know them.
Damn it.
Holy Mary...
...Im so sorry for
having doubted these gentlemen.
Theyre good people,
Virgin Mother.
Be charitable and
bring them back home...
...and let all problems be fixed...
...particularly with the boy.
Were leaving.
Let me tell you before we go...
...about something we really
consider to be important.
This morning...
... south of town, Jean
Paul Jaubert was arrested.
Hes being held responsible...
... for the kidnapping
and abuse of a minor.
There are other two detainees.
Jose Maria Fernandez and
Patricio Javier Montoya Sarmiento...
... also known as Patrick.
Theyre being held accountable,
and this is the big deal...
... that we have to make...
... news of tonight.
Presumed members
of a paedophile group.
Theyre all
at a County Detention Centre.
Thanks to all that make
this broadcast possible.
Have a good night. Well be
back here tomorrow at 10.
Goodbye.
COUNTY DETENTION CENTER
KIDNAP AND SEXUAL ABUSE
Look, Jean Paul, its a
very delicate situation.
This is a crime that is
prosecuted ex officio.
On your side,
there is the fact...
...that there is
no formal accusation.
It seems to have been
an anonymous call.
Obviously the child presents
no signs of abuse...
...and they didnt find
semen in his lab tests.
Im in talks with the
Attorney General so...
...we can try to fast track this...
...but youre going to have
to stay here for a while.
I need you to be patient.
How is Hendrix?
Thanks.
NO RUNNING, NO YELLING,
NO PUSHING
What are you looking at?
Dont cry, you faggot.
Youll get used to it.
Dont want your grub?
Then give me some here.
Go.
Go.
He wants to cry.
He wants to cry.
He wants to cry.
He wants to cry.
You fuckers.
Go already.
Run, quick.
Hold on, man.
No, calm down.
Calm down.
Go, sweetie.
You know who sends
you his best.
Dont try to outsmart us again.
Lets go.
Just relax, thisll
take only two seconds.
Here...
...we go.
Here you go.
Welcome to motherhood.
Two, use polite words.
- Use polite words.
Three, listen carefully.
- Listen carefully.
Four, cooperate with others.
- Cooperate with others.
Going straight to the point,
we came to propose this.
We feel like helping you...
...as long as you hand
over the boys custody.
How do I know youre not
going to screw me over?
So far the one thing you know...
...is that if you dont help us,
youre stuck here for the next 20.
That, plus murder
in the first degree.
Help us, and well help you.
But it has to be now.
Daddies.
Lets go home. I dont
want to be here anymore.
Lets go.
Sit down with us.
We have to talk...
...about something with you.
Son...
...we cant go yet.
Why? I dont want to be here.
Sweetie, I know.
But for now, we cant.
Dont get like that.
Look.
Theres been a problem...
...and youre going to have
to stay here...
...for a few days.
While we fix the problem.
Werent we a family?
Werent we going to be together?
- We are.
We are a family.
And were not giving up.
Son...
...listen to me.
I dont know what
well have to do...
...but I promise well
take you away from here.
Well be together.
Do you believe us?
Do you?
Hendrix...
...we have to talk to you.
About your mom.
I dreamt of her last night.
She came to say goodbye.
Were going through
a terrible crisis.
And...
...we thought...
- We thought?
Well...
...I thought...
...therapy is...
...what could help us...
...save our marriage.
Let me go, you fuckers.
Let me go.
Let me go, asshole.
Get a move on, idiot.
- Let me go, asshole.
Lower him.
Jesus, Caiman.
You really went over, dude.
- No way.
You went way over, dude.
- Chill, man, dont do this to me.
You went way over, Motherfucker.
I swear to you, Caiman,
it wasnt me.
Raise him.
No way, Caiman. I...
Were taking you for a
ride through heaven, daddy.
...run away.
- Run away.
They left...
Miss...
...may I come in?
- Yes.
Sure.