ONLY GOD KNOWS
Come to Tijuana clubbing with us.
Come on!
Were they inside already?
I knew I'd like Tijuana.
You want me to go to the ladies' room?
This can't be...
If I had looked In your eyes, I couldn't have done it.
Damian, answer me please. Let's talk.
Buddy!
Hey, your car just got broken into!
The grey one?
If I can help, here's my card.
Thanks...
Shit!
Call me when you get to Mexico City.
You all alone?
Hottie.
How about it?
Fine, whatever you want.
Excuse me, please... Thanks.
This is a picture of your absence which is always present.
Some things should not be shared.
Drop the married guy.
Hey there! Can I borrow a cell phone, please?
Sure!
Thanks!
Damian? Hi, it's Dolores.
I can't believe it.
I need a favor.
Anything at all.
Is everybody still in Tijuana?
No, they all left, I'm by myself.
By yourself?
Where? Revolution Street?
You know what? Wait right there, I'll come get you.
Don't go anywhere, I'll be there in a few minutes.
Okay, see you.
- What happened? - Hi.
Trouble at the border?
- Yeah... how are you? - Good. Can I?
Sure.
Your card says you work in Mexico City.
I came to write a newspaper article but now I'm all done.
When are you going back?
- Right now. - Really?
If you want, you can come with me.
Whatever you say.
- Worship cards - Hello...
Let's see... Oh yeah!
The Lady of Thunder.
She's the saint of abandoned people.
Look... this one's mine.
The Lonely Soul?
- How much? - Ten pesos.
Here you go.
I can't deal with the bus. Can I come with you?
- Sure, did you pay for the beer? - Yeah.
- Then bring it, come on. - Let's go.
Hang on, I have to do something.
Lord,
you who give and preserve life,
I humbly ask you to protect our lives...
Okay now, let's go.
The desert's beautiful...
You'll see how the landscape changes along the way.
You go by Lola?
- Dolores. ("Pains") - "Pains" where?
- Dolores Maria. - Dolores Maria?
It's a nice name, really.
So you're a "newspaperman"?
More like a "journalist. " That's how we say it here.
- "Journalist. " - "Journalist"
Art is incredible. My grandmother is a photographer.
Sounds like you've got an interesting family.
Yeah...
I think my grandmother's pretty interesting.
She's a famous photographer. Taught me almost everything I know.
So, does everybody in Brazil speak Spanish like you?
How do you know I'm Brazilian?
Well, you don't look Romanian...
It's intuition.
That, and your accent.
- The heat's terrible. - Unreal.
Tell you what, I'll lend you some sunglasses.
Here...
Let's see...
They look totally...
What the hell was that?
Is it dead?
No, don't touch it!
If you'd rather wait in the car, Dolores.
It's bleeding.
I'm gonna go pee.
I won't look.
Are you going to bury it?
I don't like killing animals.
God Almighty, I plead for the soul of this scavenger.
May you receive and accompany it.
Feel better now?
It's not about feeling better.
Damian, it's a vulture.
- It's called a zopilote. - Fine, "zopilote," whatever.
It's a carrion-eater!
It's a "scavenger," one of the few animals that doesn't kill to live.
- Okay, I'm just saying... - To me that's pretty damn noble.
Whatever, I killed it.
Oh my God.
Can you come with me to the bathroom?
Sure, let's go.
Excuse me, the bathroom's around back?
- Yes, right around back. - It's clean, right?
Of course.
Why did your family move to Portugal?
They didn't. I went by myself to stay with my grandma.
She was living in Lisbon.
What, you don't have a mother?
No, I do. But she worked a lot.
That really sucks.
So, is that guy in Tijuana your boyfriend?
No.
- Do you have one? - What? A boyfriend?
Yes, I do.
Are things serious?
Yes, I think so.
Does he know you're stuck in Mexico?
Look Damian,
you're very nice...
Yeah, I know, mind my own business.
We should get going, right?
Yeah, I think so too.
Here you go. I just have to do a quick thing.
That whole ritual again?
No, I'm checking the water.
Your boyfriend's an atheist?
I really don't know.
Let's go.
You don't talk much with your boyfriend, is he mute?
I FORGIVE MY PAST, TRUST IN MY FUTURE
AND I AM HAPPY IN THE PRESENT, ALL THAT BELONGS TO ME.
Good evening.
- Yes? - How are you?
Do you have any rooms?
How many beds?
Just one, a double.
Three hundred pesos.
Shoot, this is the only one they had.
That's strange, this place looks so empty.
Empty?
Maybe it's the best they've got, that's why she said that.
You know what? I'll sleep here on the floor.
- There's only one bed. - No, it's really dirty.
There's no need.
Hey, I've got a sleeping bag in the car.
We can put it on the bed because that quilt's disgusting.
No, it's fine... Damian!
Showers and toilets are out back.
We're not showering, don't worry, thanks.
You'll be a lot more comfortable with this.
There might be a little sand from the beach.
What about you?
Just give me a little spot, I've slept in worse places.
You mind if I take this off? Just that it'll get hot later on.
No, it's fine, go ahead.
I'd also like to... if you don't mind.
- No, no problem. - Thanks.
Oh, my back.
Good night.
- Hi, good morning. - Hi, do you have a phone?
Yeah, but it only takes coins.
You have any coins?
- I can call the States, right? - Yes.
Great.
- All I've got. - Thanks, I owe you.
Look, you wait for the tone... there it is.
Now it'll tell you how much to put in.
Hey sweetie!
- What can I get you? - Do you have sweet bread?
Only plain.
You know what, I'll have coffee.
But not instant, you got any other?
Just instant, but you can have coffee with cola.
Coffee with cola, that's what the truckers drink.
Great, it'll give me a heart attack, won't it?
- The baby's growing, eh? - I think it's a girl.
- What are you going to call her? - Maria.
Can I?
She's getting big.
Jonathan wants to know your address in the city.
What for?
In case I disappear.
You mind?
No, it's fine.
HAPPINESS IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER.
Look, that's the volcano... Paricutín.
It erupted the year my dad was born.
Oh shit, don't fuck me...
- What is it? - The radiator.
- Can you fix it? - What?
Change it, do something.
I just need to give it water, it overheated.
There's a river around here.
- How can you tell? - I can hear it.
- What? - Listen. Come on.
I don't hear anything. Let's ask... Wait up!
- Sure, I know her. - You know her?
Yeah, she's fucking great.
Those wooden sculptures she made just before she died?
No joke, they're amazing.
I'd never have thought you'd know Ana Mendieta.
- Never? - No.
There's a lot you still don't know about me.
Yeah...
- Let's make one! - Okay.
Trace my body on the sand?
Sure.
Comfortable, isn't it?
Holy... what is this?
I didn't tell you but there's a festival here today.
I realized we'd be here just in time.
This isn't vacation, I need to get to Mexico City!
Look, there are the Moors.
Aren't they all leaving?
Let's go for a little while, come on.
- Aren't you cold? - Yes.
Let's buy you a shawl, come on.
Choose one.
- How much? - 150 pesos.
Here you go. Thanks.
Come on, let's go this way.
I'll get us something to drink.
Please.
Hey, buddy.
Here you go. Cheers.
It's on me.
Let's go over to the square. You want some? It's pulque.
- Pulque? - Yeah, it's fermented cactus.
Let's dance, come on.
That's what happens! Paricutín, that volcano near here,
in one year it grew 300 meters. In one year!
- No way. - I swear!
Suddenly, like this... and bang, it eats a whole town.
- No! - Yes, it's true!
Evening, folks.
- Hi. - Good evening.
- That guy reminds me of my dad. - Really?
He was just like that. When he got drunk,
he'd walk around saying hello to everybody like he knew them.
Does your dad drink?
- He died when I was 9. - No shit.
That's why we met, Dolores. The fellowship.
- What fellowship? - The fellowship of orphans.
My mom died when I was eleven.
I guess I reminded my dad of her, I don't know.
But he left me with my grandma.
My mom sent me to boarding school.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- Do you want kids, Damian? - You'd have...
really beautiful kids.
I can't have children.
To the fellowship of orphans.
I'm faster.
That's bad luck.
- Never toast without drinking. - You gotta look 'em in the eyes.
It's started to rain again.
I feel sick.
Shit.
If you want we can pretend nothing happened.
WELCOME TO MEXICO CITY
So this is the bachelor pad...
Bachelor pad? Yeah, well this is where I lived with my grandma.
- Really? - Yeah, but then it was left to me.
Hope I didn't leave the window open.
I think everything got wet.
The Lonely Soul.
- You see? - Very pretty.
She's also my saint.
You don't have an altar for the dead, do you?
No.
Too bad. It's good to remember them...
Maybe even light them a candle. Look, here.
Light one, and if you close your eyes,
and think about them, you'll see,
sometimes you can hear them in your thoughts.
Light that one, no?
I wrote a letter, if you want to read it.
Fuck your little letter. Don't come to me with letters.
- We have to talk! - I don't want to talk right now.
- Well I do, about a lot of things... - Oh really? Now you want to talk?
- That's always been the problem. - Why don't you let me go inside?
- I need to talk with you. - Don't shout, Ines!
- I'll shout all I want. - No you won't.
I'm on the street, I can do whatever I want.
- I'll take you home. - I'm not going anywhere.
What happened? Where were you?
Ines, it's over, go home.
- Why aren't we going to talk? - Because we're not - it's over.
Let's talk! Hold me...
No, Ines, not now! Go home.
- Think about it if you want. - No, I'm not going home.
- We'll talk later. - We'll talk right now.
I'll take you home, to your car, how'd you get here?
I heard you shouting on the street.
What's wrong?
Everything's wrong.
Come here. Easy, I'm here with you.
- What happened? - Cockroach!
Gross!
- What is it? - Kill it!
- Go that way! - I'm going outside, easy.
Sorry, the downstairs door was...
Did you kill it?
Wait a minute, wait.
You need a police report,
three 5x 7 photos with no date.
And pay a sixty dollar fee.
If someone in São Paulo can fax your birth certificate,
we can give you a passport in a week.
A week?
Can I use your phone? My mother can fax it now.
- All right. - Thank you.
Norminha, go with her.
Hi, Mom.
I know, Mom.
What was that?
What?
Excuse me, is my girlfriend still in there?
Yes, she is.
Can I go in?
- Through that door. - I'll be quick.
Norminha.
This way?
What happened?
My grandma was hit by a car.
Is she badly hurt?
Come here.
I have to go to Brazil.
I have to go.
Yes, you're going to go.
I have to see her before they bury her.
What am I going to do? I can't stay another week.
Don't worry, you're going to go.
How?
You're going. Come on, let's get out of here.
I don't know...
What is it?
Here...
- My passport. - Yes.
Damian?
- What is this? - Sorry...
Sorry? For what? Where did you get this?
In Tijuana, I found it...
- In Tijuana? - Under the car...
You took off, I didn't know what to do,
I yelled but you didn't turn around.
Why didn't you give it to me before?
I don't know...
- Why didn't you give it to me? - I didn't want you to leave.
Things started going so great, I didn't know what to do.
- Let's go home. I'll take you. - Don't touch me.
I'll take you to get your things. Maybe you can even go today.
- Wait, I'll take you... - Don't touch me!!
...so you can get your things... - Fuck you, Damian!
Let's talk about it.
- Let's talk, I'll take you... - Airport, please.
Lolita!
Sorry, child, but I had to bury her.
I can't believe you, Mom!
She was more important to me than to anybody else, you knew that.
Do you have any idea what I've been through since I called San Diego,
and your friend said you were in Mexico with no passport?
Can you imagine that?
I want to go to the cemetery, Mom.
I can't take you right now.
Then pull over, please, I'll take a taxi.
Frankly, child...