Cromanon (2024) s01e03 Episode Script

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Though this story is based on real events,
characters and dialogues
have been fictionalized.
Nico!
Malena!
Male!
Malena!
EXI
Male.
Male.
Good morning, Male.
Good morning, darling.
You're not under the covers.
- Weren't you cold?
- No.
I made some toast.
We can have breakfast together
and then go out.
- Do something.
- No.
No, Mom. I'd rather stay here.
How did it go with Carlos?
Fine.
He gave you the backpack?
It's here.
No, don't touch it.
Sorry. Don't make a big deal out of it.
It's okay. Sorry.
I don't want to open it.
Didn't you come to get the backpack?
I don't know why I came.
Can I tell you what I think?
I think that backpack is
like those trapped bugs.
Those prehistoric bugs trapped in a rock.
Like Jurassic Park.
- Remember there was a mosquito?
- Go on
What I mean is this backpack
was put away for years
and now you have it.
A part of you is trapped inside it.
I'll wait to have breakfast with you.
Come down whenever.
CROMAÑÓN: THE NIGHT OF THE FIRE
DECEMBER 28TH, 2004
HOURS BEFORE THE FIRST CONCER
Hop on! You're so heavy.
How are you, coach?
- Great. Are you ready?
- Yes.
- To the field.
- Okay.
- Let's go.
- Let's go!
Hi.
Here. Give it to me.
- Can you carry it?
- Sure. Thanks.
There it is.
Put it down. There we go.
Great. There we go.
How are we doing? Okay?
Fine, fine.
What's up, Mabelita?
- Hi, Luquitas.
- Everything okay?
- Everything's okay.
- Thank you.
- Have a soda, a beer.
- Okay.
- Look what Mabelita brought.
- Awesome.
- And you?
- What about me?
- You're bored.
- Watch it.
I can clean anything in half a second.
So cocky.
Then why don't you help me with that net
so we can put it in the goal?
This will be the last one.
- Coming.
- Thanks.
You're welcome.
Stop it, Lucas!
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
- Let me help you.
- You don't have to.
It'll take a second.
So?
You probably hate doing this.
Not really. I like it here.
I had a boyfriend once
who supported me coming to the meetings,
the charity work
If you're not into it,
you get tired of it.
Right, of course.
Not in my case, though.
- I'm taking this.
- Okay.
I saw it coming
And I didn't want to say it
A. That's an A chord.
The neighborhood sings at night for me
- One, two, three, go!
- Again.
Mamma mía!
For fuck's sake!
- Should we do an unplugged?
- Let's take a break.
I'm going to the bathroom.
So? What do you think of Colo?
He's a bit stiff.
Yes, maybe.
He's what we're looking for.
A guitarist who'll do what we say,
who doesn't attract too much attention.
I don't know.
- Malena
- Malena is much better.
I don't want to be mad at you,
but who else can I blame?
They told me there's a crew in the area,
but I don't see any.
I can't work without electricity. Can you?
No, neither can I.
I'm a worker like you! We're both
No, you have electricity. I don't.
FILMMAKING WORKSHOP
WRITING, DIRECTING, EDITING
Did you turn off the fuse?
If it comes on, you'll get electrocuted.
Yes, Lu. I might look dumb, but I'm not.
Someone's in a mood.
Sorry. You're right.
- Are you going downtown?
- Yes, right now.
Listen, I don't wanna bother you,
but can you get tickets for the 30th?
You too?
No, for Tuca and Anita.
They don't have tickets.
Tell them not to be so cheap.
I'd rather not ask. Whenever I do,
they want something in return.
- Yes, it's okay
- No, seriously, Luli.
Let me tell you something.
It'll be like you're in a tuna can.
And you won't have a good time
'cause Chabán may be a good guy,
but when he sells tickets,
he sells as many as possible.
He oversells. Be careful.
Open the trunk, Nicolás. Come on.
Come on, son.
Take everything out.
Here. Take this.
- Happy holidays.
- You too.
See you.
- So?
- So what, Mom?
Nothing. I thought the girl was cute.
And?
- Don't you think she's pretty?
- Don't know, didn't look.
Don't be so grumpy, Martín.
You'll never meet anybody that way.
Ice cream.
Ice cream. Ice cream.
Ice cream.
Stupid girl.
- Hi.
- Where were you?
I'm sorry. Problems with the train.
She has problems,
she has problems, I have problems.
- I know.
- You know what my problem is?
You come whenever you want,
do whatever you want.
And you don't care about selling.
- Take your shirt off.
- What?
You're fired, sweetheart.
Lu? Lu.
I don't wanna bother you,
but we have to go.
No, you go. I'll catch you later.
Do you have the ticket?
No, Víctor does.
Ask him to give it to you.
- Luqui, come on!
- Relax.
It's gonna be a great show. Come.
Callejeros are playing
the first of three shows
to end the year in Cromañón.
Relax. I'll go as soon as I'm done here.
- See you later.
- Okay.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
Today I'm going to dance!
To the ship of oblivion!
Go on, that's it!
I already talked to Mom.
- I said no. Come to the third show.
- I can come today too.
What a buzzkill!
I don't want to babysit you
at all three shows.
Do I look like I'm ten?
You want me to feel guilty?
You're coming to the third one.
Keep busting my balls
and you won't come at all.
Okay.
Yes?
Stop frowning. You'll go to the third one.
- To the third one.
- Go home now.
Goddamn it!
What happened?
- The battery died.
- Again! For fuck's sake!
Let's get out, we'll push.
Once it's moving I'll get in and start it.
I have to be at Tapiales square in 10.
It's the Callejeros show.
- Can I take a cab?
- Are you rich?
Get out and push.
Pay attention. Get back to reality.
I pay attention to my stuff, not yours.
Pay attention to both.
You're wasting your time with that book.
Are you Borges?
Push hard. Take advantage of the slope.
Come on, man. And where's Lucas?
At the projects,
but he said he was coming. Wait.
Come on, you're ruining it!
- We're about to leave, Malenita!
- Just a minute, Víctor!
- Come on.
- He can take a bus.
- Let's go.
- Bicho, come here. Use Luqui's ticket.
- What?
- Go ahead.
You can use Luqui's ticket.
- Really?
- What else will you do? Be with your mom?
- Come.
- Come on, dude. Let's go.
- Come on, Bicho!
- Get in.
- We're gonna see Los Pérez García!
- Let's go.
Stop the bus. There's one more coming!
Let's go, man!
Niquito is here! Let's go!
FIRS
CONCER
It's packed!
Go, Pérez García!
Come on, man!
Let's go, Los Pérez García!
Excuse me, could I get a beer? Sorry.
It's okay.
It's good we can have everything ready.
- But after they play.
- Yes.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm gonna take photos of Callejeros.
For who?
I'm a freelancer,
but it's gonna be for Rolling Stone.
- Forget it.
- No. Why? Please.
- For a second before they go on stage.
- No, you can't be here.
Listen. Can you ask them?
They know me.
I photographed them around here.
I'm just asking you to go and ask.
I'll wait here.
- Well, let me see.
- Yes, thanks.
Today, I don't think so. Maybe tomorrow.
This is warm.
Maybe there was a power outage.
I had no electricity all day.
Bummer.
What's your name?
Martín. They call me Bicho, Bichito.
I'm Javier.
Hi.
Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome to República Cromañón!
Ready for an unforgettable evening?
With you and for you,
Callejeros!
Hello!
Come on!
Let's go, Cromañón!
Víctor!
I can't breathe!
Stop with that shit, man.
Víctor, come on. Put that out!
This is rock and roll.
If you don't like it, go to the back.
Fuck you.
- Let's go.
- Come on!
Come on!
Don't bother.
Juli, weren't you at the bar?
- Not today. I'm soaked.
- Me too.
They do it all the time.
They cut the water to sell more drinks.
- So cheap!
- Want some?
Can I have one?
Thanks.
Where did you get these?
I knew this was coming so I spent
the day filling them up to give out.
- Can I have one?
- Yes.
You are the rock and roll fairy godmother,
woman. What?
I love you! Thank you.
Are you okay?
Yes, I couldn't breathe there,
but I'm fine now.
Male, I'm sorry
about the audition with the band.
I didn't handle it well. Sorry.
Don't worry, forget about it.
- Friends?
- Okay.
What's up?
- Everything okay?
- Yes.
- Did you go backstage?
- What?
Did you go backstage?
No. They kicked me out,
but I'm working on it.
I'm going to get started. See you later.
- Sure.
- Let's go.
Tam, Tam!
- Wait, Male.
- What's up?
Tam dropped this. I'm keeping it here.
LOVING YOU LIKE THIS IS HARD TO UNDERSTAND
IT'S THE THIRD TIME
I THOUGHT OF GOING BACK
I NEVER LEARN
This is the best rock and roll band
It's motherfucking Callejeros!
What are you doing here, Luli? You came.
I want to see her at the show
She's like a Siamese cat
Her tail burns with danger
- Come on.
- What's up? Do we go back home?
Tami, Tuquita and I are going
to a birthday party in the capital.
- Can I come?
- No way.
You and I have plans.
- What about you, Bichito?
- I don't know yet.
Take care.
What's the deal?
Is the bus going back empty?
Seems like it?
- Are you hungry?
- I'm starving.
Let's go eat.
You already know.
Same place, same time tomorrow.
Don't throw it like that, asshole.
- What's this?
- Just a cloth. Take it.
Pasta or chicken?
Pizza.
Let's go, Tami.
Yes, let's go.
- Tami, come on.
- Coming.
Great. I know of five pizza places.
You choose.
One in Almagro,
another one five blocks from here.
One here in Once, another downtown.
- I don't know.
- Hey.
Hey, Male.
Male, hey!
Yes.
Let's go to a place downtown that I love.
You will too.
I live near here, in Belgrano.
If you want, you can
- You.
- No, go ahead.
- No.
- Okay.
- What were you saying?
- If you want, you can come over.
No one's home.
- My parents aren't home. So many chips!
- Yes.
Wanna come over?
- Wait.
- What?
- Come on. What? Do you wanna talk?
- Yes, maybe.
Wouldn't you rather go eat?
I wanna eat you.
- What a life!
- It's my parents' house.
Will they be back soon?
No. They went to the country.
Now you can call me posh.
Me? No, it's fine. I love it.
- Do they know?
- What?
That you're gay.
What?
I'm joking.
Yes, they know.
Anyway, it's my life.
So if they don't like it, too bad!
Right.
What do they do?
What is this? An interrogation?
I'm sorry. I'm curious.
Just one thing.
What?
You should know
it's my first time.
Really?
That's all.
Now you'll press a button,
and I'll fall through a hatch.
- What?
- No, nothing.
An old movie about a guy who gets bored
with the women he dates,
so he presses a button
and makes them disappear.
Nothing. Sorry.
Let's go slow, okay?
Of course, Luli.
- Cheti.
- Like this?
- Wait
- You're beautiful.
But
Will you listen to me, please?
Chill. Don't be like that. What is it?
Don't be an asshole. I had a shitty day.
What happened?
Do you want a list?
I was groped on the train.
I couldn't stand it. I had to get off.
I waited for the next one,
and was late for work.
My boss treated me like dirt.
I lost my job so now I have
no money to pay for the competition.
That sucks.
I didn't know, Luli.
So I said, "I'm gonna see my friends
to feel better."
You're my friend,
because you made me believe
that I'm your friend,
but you just want to fuck me.
I'm sorry.
Would you like to live in the city?
No way. There are too many people.
But there are quieter areas.
Do you know La Paternal, for example?
I've heard of it.
- It's Pappo's neighborhood.
- I know it is.
- I see you living here.
- Really?
A rising star playing at fancy venues.
You're an idiot.
I mean it. At Niceto, the Podestá.
Why not?
You have what it takes.
Our band is close-minded.
Look. A present for you.
A crane for another crane.
Thanks.
- I have one for you too.
- You do?
Let me see
I'm keeping it.
- I wanna show you something.
- No.
Come.
- Quickly!
- Wait!
Hold on.
- Wait.
- What are you doing? Nicolás.
No, no, no!
You have to be quiet.
- Where are we going?
- Come on, quickly.
- I'm exhausted.
- Come on.
Awesome.
You don't trust me.
This is wrong.
Yes. It's wrong.
Sorry.
Cheese bread!
Cheese bread!
Cheese bread!
Gorgeous!
So?
How's life downtown?
Downtown? It's fine.
And life? I'm not sure.
I don't know.
The thing about Javi left me
I don't know.
I don't understand.
I didn't know you started
a relationship after that night.
Yes, it was short, but
intense.
At least for me.
I don't know.
And do you know why he did it?
Cromañón, Male.
Yes.
Javi was on meds,
he had mental health issues
and had to take care of himself.
Cromañón was the last straw.
He came out in one piece
but crumbled over time.
Did I tell you
I started doing some interviews?
For a documentary I'm working on.
- That's awesome.
- Yes.
It's about Cromañón.
It's my graduation thesis.
What about you?
- Have you seen the others?
- No.
No, this is a quick trip, Bicho.
- Actually, I'm leaving today.
- Oh!
I have to work.
Of course.
Yes.
You're back for the trial.
Aren't you?
No.
No.
DIGITAL CAMERA
ONE HOUR PHOTO
THE PROJECTS OF VILLA CELINA
Male.
Mom.
What's the matter, darling?
My little girl.
Hey, welcome!
How are you, Carlos?
- Welcome.
- Hi, Carlos.
Male.
I'm going in.
- Would you light my cigarette?
- Of course.
- Finally plucked up the courage.
- Sorry?
To come.
We are harmless, you'll see.
It's not that, Carlos.
You know I'm always around.
But we move on in different ways.
Right.
They are playing again.
Callejeros?
Yes.
People, we know very well that the place
was a death trap with no exit.
Not even one sign.
Narrow staircases to the restrooms.
The ceiling covered
in flammable materials.
If the emergency exit hadn't been locked,
we could've evacuated in five minutes.
LOCK
ON INSIDE
Bastards.
Criticizing Callejeros
because they're playing again
goes against what we stand for
at the trial.
THE CLUB WAS DESIGNED FOR 1,037 PEOPLE,
BUT THERE WERE MORE THAN 3,000
We always said that
blaming Callejeros was an easy way out.
- Yes?
- Speak for yourself.
They should stop performing
out of respect for the victims.
So what should they do?
I don't understand.
Their music doesn't hurt anyone.
It's what they do.
They can do something else.
- It makes no sense to me.
- They're responsible.
- What do you want them to do?
- I don't care!
They need to work,
they're not just artists.
- They need money.
- Do something else.
Listen, everybody.
We can't allow this to happen.
That's what they want.
For us to be divided,
so that the true responsible ones,
politicians and businessmen,
are forgotten about.
"Divide and conquer." Exactly.
- That's what they want.
- Yes.
For us to be divided
so that we weaken our position
and the ones to blame do not pay.
That's why we must all be in agreement.
As a survivors' group, we have to organize
ourselves before the trial,
decide on a narrative
and keep the same point of view.
- Right.
- I don't know. Let's have a vote.
- Let's do it.
- That's my position.
Callejeros are not guilty.
Let's present a motion.
Let's vote, then.
Welcome, Male.
What's that?
Thanks.
Take a seat.
No, I'm okay.
So you can share
your opinion with all of us.
Sorry, I didn't know I had to talk.
Can I just stay and listen?
I'd rather do that.
Sure, but maybe you could join us?
Let her be, Betty.
Malena!
Male! Hey!
- Tami, some other time.
- Wait, why don't you come inside?
What for? It's a mess.
- I messed up.
- Come on.
Yes, I fucked up.
I hurt your brother
who was the kindest person.
He was kind. And I
I don't know why I'm here.
Nico's right. I'm not a part of this.
You show up, then. That's what you do.
I can't. Sorry. I can't.
I'm sorry.
I was wrong.
What about you?
Your life? How's everything?
Fine.
Yours?
Fine.
What's the deal with Tamara? All good?
How long have you been dating?
Two years.
Come with us, Male.
It's easier that way.
What do you mean?
Come to the meetings, for example.
For me, what happened won't change, Nico.
Even if we spend our lives talking.
But the meetings are for us
to be together.
So that we don't feel so alone.
Didn't you miss us these past four years?