1976

Here, like this.

Do you see how they painted the houses in that color?

There was another one I liked too...

I marked it somewhere...

It was pink...

This!

Nice.

Here.

Thanks.

Let’s see.

That's much closer!

Some more blue maybe?

Alright, more blue.

Yes.

That one!

The one with the red jacket!

Let me go!

They are taking me!

Shut up, motherfucker!

I am Marcela Ulloa!

I am Marcela Ulloa!

5, 7,

8, 6, 0 -

Shut up!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

What was that?

Something in the street.

These kids won't stop.

They should have understood by now.

This is the third time we have this on the street.

Rubén!

Put the curtain down.

Come on, Rubén.

What happened to her?

Excuse me Madam.

Madam, look!

Here it is.

- Have a good day, Madam. - Thanks.

Estelita,

can you please pass me my pills from the glove box?

Welcome Chile!

Welcome to our friends from the Americas.

Here are the music and news from our motherland.

Two.

Thanks.

And the fags.

Dear God, how messy.

There.

There's nothing here!

I'm sure I left them in there.

How strange.

There is a prohibition to address politics.

If this is violated, we will be forced to

take the necessary measures.

Bummer...

Let’s see how long this clean up lasts.

She's here.

Is she?

Good morning, Madam.

Good morning.

- Let me help you over here. - I'll do the rack.

How is it going?

Everything all right, Madam.

How was your trip Madam?

Good, thank you.

I'll go get the bags!

Where are the blankets boss?

Estela!

What?

They're in the tent.

What happened?

Look at this dog.

Get out of there! Get out!

Let's take the sacks to the back.

Come here Perlita!

Just leave her!

Carmen...

Carmen...

Miguel?

It’s me, you crazy lady.

Father!

I’m sorry…

I couldn’t sleep at all last night.

I’ll leave you to it then.

No, no, no.

You can stay, please stay.

- Shall I open the curtains? - Sure.

Looks like I’ll have to come give mass here, in your bed!

Did you have any breakfast, father?

A while ago.

I’ll ask Estela to make you some toast.

Estela!

Let her be, she's making lunch.

Just give some of your coffee, I'll be fine.

- I talked to Miguel this morning. - Here.

He said you should call him.

Such a control freak.

I brought a lot of clothes.

A bunch of shoes, for little kids.

Great!

Poor children, barefoot in this cold.

I also brought some shirts for you.

So you can replace those old ones!

You're sweet. Why do you worry so much!

Look at you!

That collar! You're so scruffy.

Not on my watch.

Will you come a bit early to church with me?

Sure, but you'll have to wait a bit,

look at me, all messy, I can't leave looking like this.

What do you need?

You look tired, Father.

Looks like I'm dying soon!

What's his name?

Elías.

How old is he?

24, 25...

He's just a kid.

I could talk to Miguel, so they take a look at him locally.

That's not possible.

You should take a look first, then we'll take him to the hospital.

I'm not a doctor Father.

You're still here?

Good afternoon Julita.

Good afternoon.

The coffee cake is ready.

Thanks.

We came to give Father Elías some company.

Of course.

After you are done, do get some rest.

Yes Father.

- See you later. - See you later.

Here.

Come in.

Do you want to try the cake?

No, thanks. Maybe some cognac.

- You don’t know what you’re missing. - Thanks.

That woman bakes like a nun!

It’d be ten years in jail. That’s terrible, isn’t it?

Ten years?

Right.

He has a record.

Have a piece.

Fine, if you say insist.

So?

Delicious.

Takes me back.

Look,

this kid was stealing because he didn’t have anything to eat.

He's a starving Christ.

If I wasn't sure that you could do it,

I wouldn't ask.

I have no one else to go to.

Here.

What you asked for.

Thank you, Father.

- Have a good night. - Thanks, good night.

Mrs. Pizarro was telling me that apparently they left the country.

I can't believe it!

The blue one?

The one with the tiles?

How sad! It’s a beautiful house.

Hello.

Thanks.

- You can go in, Carmen. - Thank you very much.

- What a beautiful coat! - Thanks.

Could you get me some antibiotics from the hospital?

No, no, no.

No, it’s Father Sánchez.

It’s for one of these girls who botched an abortion.

So brutal.

I know.

They can’t, they'll be sent to jail if they go to the hospital.

No. They won’t go, Miguel. They’ll die.

Then give me a prescription.

Why not?

You write it, and I’ll get it filled here.

Who will recognize your name in this tiny town?

Ok.

Sure.

I got it, I got it.

I hope that when I am dying you can prescribe me some.

No, you are the silly one.

Alright.

Liar.

I have to go, this call is costing me a fortune.

Bring some warm clothes, it’s cold.

Should I cut these in half too?

No. I'm going to raise the dosage.

You’ll die one of these days… So many pills.

Excuse me Madam, can I get some water?

What about the tap outside? Is it not working?

No.

Ok, come in.

Excuse me.

I made some lentils.

Didn't we say we would cook some meat?

Thank you, excuse me.

- Would you like some fruit? - No, thanks.