[Carlos] When Orfeo brought hls wlfe back from the Underworld,
from Hell,
he was told he must not look back at her, whatever happened.
Orfeo!
When at last he could not reslst the sound of her volce calllng hls name,
he turned back and so lost her forever.
[Orders barked In Spanlsh]
[Carlos] When the mllltary dlctatorshlp fell In 1983, here In Argentlna,
we were told that we should never look back.
Yes, there was Injustlce, yes, mlstakes were made,
but If we looked back, the paln would never end,
the wounds would never heal.
The generals had already changed the meanlng of the words "to dlsappear".
For them, thlngs dlsappeared, people dlsappeared.
They spoke of dlsappearlng people, dlsappearlng thelr enemles.
They had changed the language
and now they wanted to dlsappear the past.
They told us we must never look back.
But we have to look back.
It Is our sacred duty to look back.
[Woman speaks In Spanlsh]
[Shears]
[Dog barks]
[Dancers groan]
[Guitar]
[Inaudible]
[Cecllla] Carlosl
[Oarlos clears throat]
L"m sorry... Sorry, let"s go from the top.
- See you, Silvio. - Bye, Oarlos.
- What time is the call tomorrow? - Ten.
Bring it down.
Oecilia?
What"s the matter?
Where"s Mama?
[Inspector] You say she"d received threatening phone calls.
- Two, yes. - Did you report them?
- No. - Perhaps she left of her own free will?
- Have you quarreled recently? - I told you.
- Pedro saw three men taking her away. - Yes, in a green Ford Falcon.
- Did you get the plate number? - There were no plates.
- Are you sure about this? - I think so.
You think so.
I hope you don"t believe all that crap about people disappearing.
- It"s just propaganda. - This article of my wife,
it"s about people disappearing.
Perhaps she"s just trying to prove her point.
- You"re a writer also, aren"t you? - Yes, l"m a writer.
- [Policeman] Don"t worry. - We"II find her.
If she"s to be found.
- [Sllvlo]... see the polnt. - [Cecllla] They"re frlghtened.
Why are you doing this?
Because our government has invented a new kind of infamy.
- What do you mean? - OK. Somebody disappears,
and they say, "How terrible. We"re doing everything we can."
And you know and they know they ordered the arrest.
Politics is like dog shit. You don"t want to step in it.
I don"t feel that way at all.
Listen, I agree with every word you say in this piece.
I still don"t think you should publish it.
Oarlos, why not?
Just too provocative.
These were schoolchildren, protesting about bus fares.
About bus fares! Vanished without a trace!
- Will this bring them back? - That"s not the point.
- What is the point? - Somebody has to say something.
All I am saying is,
around that corner in the Oasa Rosada is a gang of insane paranoiacs
who think Gerald Ford is a member of the international communist conspiracy.
You are acting on the assumption they are rational. They are not.
They"re mad dogs. They bite.
- Hey, Rub�n! - [Rub�n] Silvio!
- Hi. - [Esme] Hello.
- There"s a demonstration in la plaza. - Really?
- Old women in headscarves. - How"s your movie?
- Same old crap. - [Oecilia] l"m gonna have a look.
Me too. Are you coming?
- No. - [Oecilia] Oome on.
- Back in two minutes. - Watch out for dog shit.
[Camera shutter]
[Man speaks Spanish]
There were rumors this was going to happen.
- Who are they? - The mothers of the Disappeared.
If the mothers aren"t afraid, shouldn"t I have the courage to tell the truth?
- It"s different for them. - Why?
For them, the disaster has happened.
It wasn"t something they provoked themselves.
Next you"II say they"re troublemakers who deserved to be disappeared.
- You know that"s not what I mean. - This...
- Oan we talk about something else? - Yes.
The children who complained about the bus fares were Teresa"s age.
- Suppose it had happened to Teresa. - Suppose what had happened to me?
You"re not thinking what you"re saying.
Am I not allowed to talk about these things in my own home?
- Suppose what had happened to me? - Nothing.
You know what she"s like when she gets like that.
You are right, of course.
You"re right.
Yes.
All the same, I felt I had to...
... I don"t know... say something.
Oarlos...
I love you.
[Sighs]
Teresa.
I couldn"t sleep.
Mind if I sit with you?
I should have stopped her writing those things.
How could you have stopped her?
It"s what she does.
Oome here.
[Sighs]
Excuse me, have you seen this woman?
She disappeared eight weeks ago. No?
Sir, have you seen this woman?
[Women protest]
- How did it go? - All right.
- The second act was a little sluggish. - Sorry I missed it.
You"d have been more use here instead of wandering around in the rain.
- What"s Enrico doing? - He"s waiting to see you.
You have a problem.
What is it, Enrico?
You have to release me from the play. I won"t come any more.
- Why? - I don"t want to talk about it.
[Lmaglnes: Clatterlng]
[Man groans]
They have taken your father.
- Who told you? - Nobody told me. But...
You tell me what happened.
They broke into the apartment at three in the morning and took him.
Tonight, they will arrive in his cell, three of them.
One of the men, a colonel, will tell your father
to be careful about what he says to his students.
[Lmaglnes: Man groans]
He"II make him admit a professor is not capable
of understanding the government"s intention.
He will ask him to promise never, never, to criticize the government again.
[Lmaglnes: Slapplng, groanlng]
Your father will promise.
Later tonight, they will release him
and drive him back, close to where you live.
[Lmaglnes: Tlres screech]
Believe me.
[Esme] Oarlos, are you all right?
I don"t know.
I told Enrico his father would be released tonight.
You did what?! Why did you do that?!
I know you are going through hard times, Oarlos, but...
[door closes]
I couldn"t stop myself, Esme.
It was like a hallucination, like I have seen...
... the whole thing in a movie.
It was... It was like I was watching...
... like I was remembering
the future.
[Seagulls cry]
[Lmaglnes: Rumbllng]
- [Whlpcrack] - [Cecllla screams]
[Blrds squawk]
- [Carlos] No, I asked you. - [Cecllla] You dldn"tl
[Cecllla] My God, I can"t belleve you"ve forgotten thls. I asked you.
[Carlos] lmposslble, lmposslble.
- How? - I said, will you marry me, you fool.
No, I mean how did it arise?
How could I have left that sacred task in your hands?
It arose out of me explaining why I wanted to be a journalist.
- Really, you can"t remember? - No.
I said I wanted to be a journalist to ask difficult questions.
You said, "Ask me a difficult question." And I said, "Will you marry me?"
It"s so typical that you can"t remember, it"s so hurtful!
[Chuckles]
So, what did I say?
You went bright red and made a puffing noise, like a train.
[Puffs]
- And that was all? - No, you kissed me.
That was the best kiss I ever had.
It happened, Sr Rueda, exactly what you said!
The colonel, everything!
Thank you, thank you.
L"m very pleased.
Listen, Enrico...
Erm...
Go downstairs and l"II see you in a minute.
[Door closes]
It was probably a coincidence.
No.
[Women protest]
Please, come this evening.
I may be able to help you.
[Door closes]
Thanks to all of you...
... for coming here to my house.
I...
I don"t know how to explain this to you because...
... I don"t know how to explain it to myself.
All I can say is that I may be able to help some of you
whose loved ones have disappeared.
With information.
I need their names...
... and the circumstances of their disappearance.
And if I fail, I will have to ask you to forgive me.
But we have nothing...
... so it seemed worth the attempt.
My grandson"s name is Octavio M�rquez.
He"s an athlete.
They took him last month from the stadium.
He"s not interested in politics.
[Sighs]
L"m sorry.
L"m sorry, this is... It"s... It"s not working.
- Se�or Rueda? - It"s just not working.
Sorry.
[Quiet chattering]
My son...
My son"s name is V�ctor Madrid.
He"s 15 years old.
Sometimes he says stupid things about subjects he doesn"t understand.
And last Friday, he didn"t come home from school.
V�ctor Madrid?
Yes...
They picked him up... at the school gates.
[Shouts in Spanish]
They drove him out into the pampas.
They took him to a place they often use.
- They prepared to kill him... - [woman shrieks]
No, no, no.
[Gunshot]
Because it was a known killing-ground,
it was being watched,
and V�ctor was rescued. He is still in hiding.
But soon, he will find a way to get a message to you.
Yes...
Se�or...
My daughter
is called Julia Obreg�n.
She is... a social worker.
They took her from her office...
...three weeks ago.
[Oarlos gasps]
L"m sorry.
[Woman sobs]
L"II tell you later, if you want,
any detail that you need to know.
[Sighs]
My mother"s name is Oecilia Rueda.
They took her from this house
on May 23rd.
My father... came home from the theatre...
... and she was gone.
Give me your hands.
[Lmaglnes: Cecllla screams]
[Punchlng]
Teresa...
She"s strong.
She"s so strong.
The way she fights them,
never, never letting go of the idea of escape.
Last night...
Last night
she succeeded.
[Lmaglnes: Bell]
Jump. Jump.
Run! Run!
[Foghorn]
Go, go, go, go!
Yes!
[Grunts]
Oarlos!
[Tires screech]
- L"ve lost her. - No...
- [Esme] You fainted. - [Teresa] Are you all right?
Mm-hm.
L"m sorry. Maybe I shouldn"t have asked you.
Shh.
You were right.
It was the right thing to do.
But I lost her.
- Why did I lose her? - [Esme] You"re very tired.
Say it, Silvio, say it.
It isn"t right, Oarlos. Even if what you say is true, it still isn"t right.
- And I don"t see how it can be true. - It is true.
Don"t ask me how I know, I just do.
It"s not rational. You have only ever believed in what is rational.
I have to believe in this because it"s happening.
- This is absurd. - [Oarlos] Silvio...
I don"t have the energy to quarrel with you, really.
- [Oarlos] Just please... Go. - Are you coming?
L"II stay a while.
[Door closes]
Foghorn...
What?
I heard a foghorn.
[Carlos] They must be keeplng her somewhere near the docks.
[Foghorn]
[Handbrake]
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
[Gate creaks]
[Gate closes]
[Distant foghorn]
[Lmaglnes: Cecllla groans]
[Lmaglnes: Cecllla screams]
[Dog snarls]
[Dog yelps]
[Dog growls]
[Dog barks]
[Barks]
[Groans]
L"m all right.
I know she"d been there, I could feel her in that room.
Keep still.
Why did the trail go cold?
Why can I trace complete strangers and not find my own wife?
You should get some sleep.
Teresa, you get ready for school. L"II look after your father.
- No, l"d better go into the theatre. - Don"t even think about it.
You go, Esme. L"II stay home and take care of him.
- Well... - I guess we should do as we are told.
This gift, Teresa...
Maybe l"m not supposed to spend it on myself.
You"II find Mama. I know you will.
I don"t think I could get through this without you, my baby.
[Women protest]
[Oarlos speaks softly]
Now that the number of disappearances
recorded by our organization exceeds 2,000,
we feel it essential to register the following demands.
Your wife?
Yes.
My sister.
...or a firm date for their release.
I don"t know if I can go on living without Marta.
Do you know about my garden?
L"ve been trying to find the courage to come.
Well...
l"II expect you next Thursday.
I just want to thank you all for allowing me to grieve with you
and for giving me hope.
...something else I never had before:
Oourage. The courage to stand up for myself...
Hey...
No!
[Shouting]
- L"m gonna kill one of those shits! - Wait!
- Let me go! - No...
[tires screech]
[Bells ring]
General Guzm�n is a very busy man.
Nevertheless, l"d like you to tell him Oarlos Rueda wishes to see him.
Please.
A man called Oarlos Rueda wants to know if the minister will see him.
[Telephone rlngs]
What can I do for you?
L"m here to protest the arrest of nine women,
including nuns, from the Ohurch of the Holy Oross.
Sit down.
- When was this alleged occurrence? - This morning. I was there.
It"s too soon to expect me to know anything about it.
L"ve never claimed to be omniscient.
- Nuns, you say? - Yes.
I have all the names.
Thank you.
I will... look into it myself.
Now, I understand you run a theatre for children.
- Yes. - I say "I understand", in fact I know.
My nephew was once in one of your plays, I saw it.
I don"t remember what it was about, but...
My wife.
My wife has disappeared.
How terrible. I appreciate your concern.
- What is her name? - Oecilia... Oecilia Rueda.
A journalist.
No. There is no one of that name.
- She was arrested. - Why? Is she a terrorist?
No, she"s not a terrorist.
There are leftist groups who are kidnapping and even killing people,
to make us look bad.
They don"t care what they do.
[Women protest]
What happened to your arm?
I was bitten by a dog.
What a colorful life you lead.
What do you think when you see those mothers in the square?
Even animals have mothers.
Well, they want their children back. And I want my wife back.
Naturally, I am very concerned about your wife.
L"ve made a note to investigate the matter personally.
In the meantime, I think you should get back to your theatre.
I can"t say I like the sound of your new act.
What new act?
The clairvoyance.
The conjuring tricks.
If you dislike my new act,
it"s because it"s a sign of something you cannot kill,
something you do not possess.
Something which will eventually
destroy you.
And what is that?
Imagination.
[Woman groans]
[Screams]
Oecilia!
Help! Help!
Oecilia... Oecilia... Oecilia...
- [gasps] - Shh.
You were crying.
L"m all right, l"m all right.
It was just a dream.
[Breaking glass]
Hold on.
[Tires screech]
Mind your feet.
Hey. Don"t worry. Don"t worry.
They"re just trying to intimidate us, all right? That"s all.
[Lmaglnes: Powerful llghts swltched on]
- Are you OK? - Yes.
Go and get dressed. We should get out of here.
[Oarlos] l"m sorry, Esme. I hope I didn"t scare you.
Oome in. Oome in.
I don"t think it"s safe for her in the house any more.
You can stay here as long as you like, both of you.
Thank you. Thank you.
You"re going to drive out to the pampas because you had a dream about an owl?
I have to trust the signs, Silvio!
I don"t know what else I can do. I don"t know.
The theatre is not a business that runs by itself, you know?
Unless you want to do your Thursday evening shows here and charge admission?
Listen, we"II run things here. You go find your owl.
L"II find something. I don"t know what, but I know l"II find something.
[Speaks Spanish]
[Men chat in Spanish]
[Birds squawk]
[Tango plays]
Welcome to La Esperanza.
My name is Amos Sternberg.
This is my wife, Sara.
Oarlos Rueda.
What brings you here?
I am looking for my wife.
It would take some time to explain,
I guess.
L"m sorry to bring such horrors to a place like this.
What if you never find her, Oarlos?
I will find her.
That is a conviction? Or a hope?
I make no distinction between the two.
Stay to dinner. Stay the night.
Thank you.
Thanks.
She prefers to eat on her own when we have guests.
Which, by the way, is hardly ever.
- Is she your daughter? - No.
She"s the daughter of old friends of ours.
- We were all together in Auschwitz. - She"s very shy, you see.
She cannot speak.
She asked an SS man for a drink of water one day.
So he cut out her tongue with his bayonet.
Now can you see why we understand what you were telling us?
Why did you choose to come to Argentina?
This estancia has been in my family for over 100 years.
We have a son here.
We sent him over to Amos" cousin in the "30s, when he was quite small,
because we saw the way things were going in Germany.
We were going to leave ourselves, but we left it too late.
He"s a silversmith. He has a shop in La Boca.
[Sara] You must go and see him when you get back to Buenos Aires.
Thank you. I will.
My cousin died in the "40s and the estancia came to us.
People say how can you bear to live out here, lost in the pampa?
I say I like to see as far as I can in every direction nowadays.
Why all the birds?
There used to be these birds at Auschwitz.
Nondescript little brown birds, like finches.
They came every morning and sat on the wire,
and reminded us of freedom.
Then the Nazis electrified the wire.
And for a whole summer"s day, to the great amusement of the guards,
the birds turned into vivid spurts of flame.
After a day, they never returned.
When we arrived in Buenos Aires, we went to La Boca, the market,
bought every bird that was for sale and ferried them down here.
For us, they contain the souls of all our friends
who did not come back from the camps.
How can anybody survive that?
If you live in a nightmare, you have to try to re-imagine it.
That"s why your stories are so important.
They may be keeping her alive.
Go on telling your stories.
[Birds squawk]
[Squawking]
[Squawks]
[Laughs]
[Owl squawks]
[Birds squawk]
Oecilia?
Then I lost track of her. It wasn"t like last time, at the warehouse.
The trail went cold,
but this time I didn"t feel so desperate.
[Carlos] I knew she was somewhere close.
But I also knew I would never be able to flnd her.
Because, for some reason I can"t understand,
my Instlnct"s telllng me that she has to flnd me.
[Oecilia groans]
[Soldier grunts]
[Oecilia sobs]
All yours.
No, no. L"II take her back.
You don"t know what you"re missing.
[Cecllla shrleks]
[Radlo: Spanlsh slnglng]
L"m just trying to help you.
Too late for help, wouldn"t you say?
- Don"t think I like what goes on here. - Then why be part of it?
It"s my job. L"ve always been a prison guard. Like my father.
I imagine the job must have changed a lot in the last few years?
- Out of all recognition. - Well then?
I have children. I need to work.
L"m sure if you really wanted to, you could find something else to do.
[Birds squawk]
[Key scrapes in lock]
Exercise time.
I don"t want to go.
- Why? - Let me stay in.
All right. L"II tell them you"re not well.
Yes.
But... What are you doing?
- Remembering. - Oh, I see.
Not the past. I don"t mean the past.
This. L"m remembering all of this, every detail.
It mustn"t ever be forgotten.
Gustavo.
Go ahead.
My sister Marta worked in General Guzm�n"s secretariat.
One day she was alone in his office and she found something on his desk.
I don"t know what it was because she was too frightened to tell me.
Guzm�n walked in and saw what she was reading.
He hit her,
and fired her on the spot.
That same evening, they took her from her apartment.
[Gustavo] Please help me.
I know you can find her for me.
I can"t see Marta very clearly yet.
[Carlos] There Is somethlng else.
It Is Guzm�n I can see.
Guzm�n, who believes the fatherland is in danger,
and that it is his sacred duty to protect it.
It"s unusual for me to see the oppressors, rather than the victims.
Have you ever been an actor, Gustavo?
No.
- You have never been in my theatre? - Never.
[Gustavo] Does this...
I think I can see Marta now.
She"s a tiny blond girl, isn"t she?
It"s just like you"d think it would break her in half.
That"s right.
Why do you suppose this man is so frightened of tiny girls like Marta?
While she was waiting in the basement of the Naval Mechanics School,
something extraordinary happened to Marta.
She recognized the young officer who was supervising her torture
and realized she was a figment of his imagination.
[Carlos] The offlcer was you, Gustavo.
You have no sister. You are here as a spy.
I thought you were supposed to help us.
We"re all victims here, you know.
How can you just say a thing like that?
You have a tape recorder underneath your shirt.
If I am wrong, I will apologize.
[Gasps]
- I can explain. - [Woman] Murderer!
- Hold it! - No!
Sit! Not in my house!
No, stop it! Stop it!
This is a message to you, General Guzm�n.
We are not subversives.
We want the return of our families. And you have our sympathies.
It must be strenuous to be so full of hatred and suspicion.
Go!
- Go. - [Chuckles]
Wait, hold it!
Who"s next?
- We ought to have killed that bastard. - No, Silvio.
Am I crazy to feel a little better tonight?
- Oan I stay here tonight? - No, you should go back to Esme"s.
Papa, please, let me stay. Just for tonight.
OK, come here. Oome here.
[Door opens]
[Teresa cries] Papa! Papa!
Teresa!
- No! Papa! - Teresa!
Teresa!
Please.
Someone please help me! Papa!
Take me! Take me!
No, please!
[Machlnes beep]
[Oarlos mumbles]
What... What did you say?
It"s my fault. It"s all my fault.
Oarlos.
Once they decided to take her, it wouldn"t have been hard to find her,
at school, at my place, wherever she was.
- Teresa. - Mama. Mama.
[Teresa cries]
[Key in lock]
Up! Not you!
It is the fresh meat this time.
[Teresa] Mamal Nol Nol
[Teresa cries]
[Keys in lock]
[Teresa whimpers]
All right.
[Door closes]
We work here by a very... simple principle.
If you know something... sing.
[Electric buzzing]
If not...
...suffer.
[Teresa whimpers]
The first thing... is for you and me to get to
know each other.
[Cries]
[Teresa crles]
[Groans]
[Elevator bell pings]
Se�or Rueda. Se�or Rueda.
[Car engine idles]
[Indistinct chatter]
How are you?
[Man] He"s taking you for a walk.
[Guzm�n chuckles] Good night.
My lovely girl. How are you, darling?
Always good to see you. How was your day?
[Breathes heavily]
Teresa.
Oecilia.
Teresa. Oecilia.
Teresa. Oecilia. Teresa. Oecilia.
They"II close us down, I know it. Why do you insist on courting disaster?
- I agree with Oarlos. - You do?
What a surprise.
[Lmaglnes: Hellcopter rotors]
What"s the matter?
[Lmaglnes: Hellcopter]
- Maybe you"re right. - Oh, please.
Stop agreeing me or I would not know where I am.
[Chatter]
[Oarlos] It"s very important today, OK?
There they are, coming into the third row.
L"d be worried if they hadn"t sent anybody.
Do you think they"II notice?
Break a leg.
All right, places.
Good luck.
Red death had long devastated the country.
[Carlos] No pestllence had ever been so fatal, so hldeous.
Scarlet stains upon the body and face of the victim
shut him out from the aid and sympathy of his fellow men.
But the Prince Prospero was happy.
He summoned to his presence a thousand light-hearted friends
and retired to one of his castellated abbeys.
Toward the fifth, sixth month of his seclusion,
while the pestilence raged most furiously abroad,
Prince Prospero entertained his thousand friends at a masked ball
of the most unusual magnificence.
[Renaissance music plays]
[Actors whoop]
[Clock chimes]
[Shrieks]
[Clock chimes]
Who are you?
Seize that man!
[Audience murmurs]
[Audience gasps]
[Chatter]
[Crashing, breaking glass]
Silvio?
They"ve taken Silvio.
What?
I told them. I said there must be some mistake,
he is not interested in politics, but it was his name on their list.
Why didn"t they take me? I wanted them to take me!
Motherfucker!
For fuck"s sake!
Oarlos. They"ve closed us down.
In the interests of public morals, they"ve closed us down.
[Guitar: Gentle folk tune]
[Door opens]
I will have to see if they"II give me back my old job.
What will you do?
L"II find something.
L"ve known him since I was a child.
We were lovers for a while.
- Three or four years ago. - I know.
[Sighs]
Oan you see what happened to him?
Ask me tonight, in the garden.
I have a colleague called Silvio Ayala.
He is the technical director of the children"s theatre.
They came today and they took him from his office.
They"re holding Silvio in the basement of the Naval Mechanics School.
[Carlos] They have bllndfolded hlm for no reason,
except to dlsorlent hlm
and Increase hls fear.
He has already decided to say whatever it is they want to hear,
to denounce everybody, anything to stop the pain.
It wlll be more than a week before they take hlm
to the room at the end of the corrldor.
And In that tlme, a strange thlng wlll happen to Sllvlo.
[Muffled scream]
He will become angry,
so angry that whatever they do to him, he will never say a word.
Finally... in about a month...
they will give up on him.
[Door opens]
I am Silvio Ayala!
L"m Argentinian!
[Sobs]
L"m sorry.
L"m sorry, Esme.
The minute you spoke his name I knew there was nothing I could do for him.
I knew.
[Esme sniffles]
- Do you mind walking a little way? - No.
[Birds coo]
- Are you Avrom? - Yes. Do I know you?
I spent some time with your parents in La Esperanza.
- You are Oarlos Rueda. - That"s right.
My mother wrote to me about you.
- Walk home with me. - Sure.
It"s only a few streets away. And l"II make you some coffee.
Thank you.
My time with your parents was amazing. I thought I imagined the whole thing.
They are very real.
[Lmaglnes: Slap]
[Door opens]
[Tlres screech]
What"s the matter?
- What is that? - The shoe?
- How long has it been here? - [Avrom] She put it up last year.
- I must speak to her. - It"s after midnight...
It"s very important.
[Tapping at door]
- [Woman] Yes? - The shoe, se�ora.
What about the shoe?
The woman it belonged to,
what did she say when they took her away?
All she said was "Oarlos".
- Are you Oarlos? - Yes.
She"s my wife.
Then, you ought to take the shoe.
She"s still alive.
- Mama. - Sllenclo.
Sir.
L"ve decided.
[Sniffs]
It"s time to pass your daughter on.
But to whom?
So I thought it was only fair to leave the choice...
... to you.
- Ohoose. - L"m not going to choose.
You"re here to be punished. Ohoosing is part of your punishment.
Let them take me.
They"re bored with you.
And l"m bored with her, so there"s really no alternative.
Hey!
L"m waiting.
[Sighs]
All right. Eduardo, you take her.
Be strong. Be strong.
Be strong.
[Gasps]
- [Teresa screams] - [Oecilia groans]
[Teresa cries]
[Silent scream]
[Women protest]
[Lmaglnes: Powerful llghts swltched on]
[Engine rumbles]
[Lmaglnes: Powerful llghts swltched on]
No, no, no.
[Lights switched on]
No! No! No!
No! No! No! No!
[Carlos sobs]
She"s gone.
[Lmaglnes: Hellcopter rotors]
[Powerful llghts swltched on]
[Inaudible]
[Clatterlng]
[Carlos] I suddenly understood, Esme, don"t ask me how,
that If I kllled myself, I was condemnlng her to death.
So I fought my way back to the shore.
And when the tlme comes, you"ll know when,
ask me your questlon.
[Esme] Oecilia Rueda was taken from this house
on May 23rd 1976.
Her husband found her glasses on the bedroom floor.
[Retches]
- Take her away. - Yes, sir.
Bring me number 17.
- [Commentary on TV] - [All shout]
They were very hard on you.
Are you able to spend the night with me?
I... l"m very Ionely.
[Shivers]
[Key in lock]
I cannot stay all night.
I just want someone to hold me for a while.
- No... Turn your back. - But l"d like to undress you.
Otherwise... it"s like all the others.
All right.
[Guard groans]
[Chokes]
[Choked scream]
[Oecilia pants]
[Rain]
[Keys jangle]
[Bird squawks]
[Oecilia wheezes]
[Squawking]
[Chuckles]
[Oarlos] This must be our last meeting.
Things are changing very fast.
But I want you to think about those generals
who will never be troubled by those who have disappeared,
or care that, to many of us,
they have left nothing but a remembered face.
Soon, they will be trying to forget these years,
pretending they never happened at all.
So... it will be up to us to keep the truth alive.
[Women protest]
[Carlos] They know thelr days are numbered...
... so they are emptylng the prlsons...
...burying the bodies, destroying the records.
They"re Invltlng human rlghts people and saylng:
"Look, the press Is free, and the theatres are open."
"There Is carnlval In the streets and lt"s all over."
But what they really mean...
... is that it will only be over till the next time.
Good night.
[Oarlos] I don"t think we should have this repaired.
I want them to remember.
So, we"II start again with the Orfeo?
[Carlos] Oh, yes. Flrst I would llke to do some re-wrltlng.
[Esme] Does It need lt?
Orfeo!
[Carlos] I thlnk I want to glve It a happy endlng.
Llke In Monteverdl"s opera, remember?
In the end, the gods forglve hlm and brlng hlm back hls wlfe.
- Why don"t we try that? - [Applause]
[Carnival music, whistles]
[Birds sing]
Which one would you like?
All of them.
[Panpipe music]
[Tango]
[Samba]
[Owl squawks]
[Inaudible]
Oarlos!
[Singing in Spanish]
[Birds" wings flutter]
ENGLISH SDH