The Judge's Shadow (La Sombra del Juez)

It's a river-litre radio, an amplitude-modulated

signal that communicates Colombia to the world.

Pay close attention.

Colombia wakes up to tragic news that obscures the presidential campaign.

Once again, the violent use their weapons

to silence and strike fear in society.

This evening, in Soacha, Luis Carlos Galán was

shot five times during a campaign event.

Witnesses claim armed gunmen opened fire at 8:45 p.m.

The cameraman, Jesus Calderon, who was...

Good afternoon.

Is something wrong?

How do you do?

Okay.

You're not from around here.

I've never seen him before.

You guys, have you seen the gentleman around here?

Oh, no.

No idea from the master.

Documentation.

There's a lot of red here and we have to be on the ball.

Sure.

Red is?

Communist, neighbor.

Oh.

A lot of communists.

R affirmative.

The Dodge Polara has already been screened here.

MAN 2 (ON RADIO): Blue?

Yes, sir.

Blue.

Done.

Yes, sir.

Affirmative, sir.

Mr. David Gutierrez?

Yeah.

You're the new judge they're waiting for in town.

You should've told us from the start.

Let's go, guys.

The cameraman, Jesús Calderón, who was next to Galán,

claims that he didn't have any head injuries.

Mr. Galán was treated at the National Board of Surveillance and the

medical staff reported that the time of death was at 10:00 p.m.

Among the victims of the attack were Soacha councilman Julio.

César Peñaloza Sanchez and bodyguard Santiago Cuervo.

PRIEST (FURTHER): Likewise, when dinner was done, he took the chalice

and giving you thanks again, passed it on to his disciples saying,

take it, all of you drink from it, for this is the chalice of my

blood, blood of the new and everlasting covenant, which shall be

shed for you and for many for the forgiveness of sins...

Good?

There's no service today.

If you want, come back tomorrow.

I'm David Gutierrez, your replacement.

Adolfo Suarez.

This is my favorite part, doctor.

Have you heard it?

Schubert's A Major Sonata.

It's so nice to meet people who love good music.

All right, doctor.

I've been working my whole life waiting for this moment,

but when it comes, it's not easy to take in.

Yes, sir.

But it's good that she's resting now.

Yes, it's time.

It's yours.

Thank you.

I'm not going to teach you anything you don't already know.

Rocío will take care of everything else.

She's very efficient.

You'll see.

You are cordially invited to this evening's event.

Do you know the history of this town, doctor?

Oh, no.

When the gunfire starts, just do what that cat did and find a place to hide.

"National Reconstruction Movement.

BRUNETTE."

When I got to town, I was stopped by some guys with guns.

The Crow's people.

The crow?

Yeah.

He organized all the people here.

They call it counterinsurgency.

I just call them criminals.

MAN (On PA: Come and have a...

You want some advice, doc?

Yeah.

If you don't ask too many questions, I assure you, you'll grow old like me.

Neighbor, I love you for being Colombian and I love you for being Morena.

And the Raven, who is he?

Is there a process going on here or something?

Who?

The Raven.

I don't know who you're talking about.

Well, that's enough of that.

I drink this bottoms up without making a face.

What's up?

What's up?

Oh, no.

I'm in where I'm supposed to be.

Another one.

Another one.

Ladies, gentlemen.

Responsibility to the future summons us today.

A future that appears with an air of change, of development,

but above all, with an air of rebuilding.

The National Reconstruction Movement will be the

cure for that sinister virus of subversion.

A virus that attacks the peace and order of our families and our region.

Sacred is life, sacred is property.

And we're not gonna let either one of them get taken away from us.

I love you for being Colombian, and I love you for being Morena.

BRUNETTE.

BRUNETTE.

BRUNETTE.

BRUNETTE.

BRUNETTE.

BRUNETTE.

BRUNETTE.

If I asked you to leave Bogotá, what would you say?

To your health, Gutierrez.

To your health.

Dr. Gutierrez.

Nice to meet you.

Ismael Mateus, at your service.

Thank you.

As soon as they told me the new judge was here, I

knew we had to give him the welcome he deserves.

We thought we'd meet you at the event in the

plaza, but it seems you're more reserved.

Am I interrupting?

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh.

You capitalists and your eccentricities.

But don't worry.

We're all entitled to our eccentricities and our drinking alone.

Of course.

Um...

I was just having a drink.

No, I didn't expect to find us...

I mean, what a shame.

With all due respect, I was having a drink.

He's had a few?

Because of what he's drinking for 2.

He's got two glasses.

Oops.

You, the Capitalinos.

Well, look, I'll get out of your hair.

I brought you this to show you the quality of the people

we are here in the region, how kind we are.

My wife took them.

Well, we'll get out of your hair.

Get some rest.

Thank you.

Sometimes you do things you don't know why you do them.

I can imagine.

Let's go.

So where do you see yourself in a couple of years?

In my courtroom.

In a large chair with thin leather-lined cushions and a cedar desk.

And a lamp with bronze sconces.

What about me?

You what?

The lamp, the chair, the desk, and I'm nowhere to be found.

You'll be wherever you want.