Transmission signal from the Maipo Autonomous Network.
Thursday, January 12th. 11.12 hours.
RAM, three thousand one hundred and
ninety-seven days of electromagnetic resistance.
Reliable information.
Transmission signal from the Maipo Autonomous Network.
Thursday, January 12th. 11.12 hours.
RAM, three thousand one hundred and
ninety-seven days of electromagnetic resistance.
Reliable information.
Transmission signal from the...
about police presence in the area.
Confirmation has just arrived,
including photographs and reports from the place.
A colleague traveling from south to north
reports there is a police checkpoint after the Ansorena bypass.
Presence of dogs, heavy weapons,
they are making arrests under regulation 12-15
to loads of non-perishable and seeds.
Attention to those listening from their vehicles.
We have confirmation that there's a food cordon
on route F-60, near Río Claro.
SAG soldiers and local police are seizing food
in both directions of the road.
All traffic must stop at the check-point.
We recommend extreme...
- Grab her! - Hey stop!
What?
Are you sure we're not missing anything?
I'm sure.
- Can you check, please? - I'm not forgetting anything.
- Mateo, there are those who check, and? - Those who die from arrogance, I know...
Whoever is listening,
I will keep my identity anonymous for security...
I am broadcasting from the Neuquén sector…
I just saw how the Chilean border guards left their post,
when several hundred refugees tried to pass to the Argentine side.
They shot them.
The Argentine border guard opened fire on the crowd.
There are many dead and wounded.
The few survivors have returned to the refugee camp.
No one is removing the bodies. I have a recording:
Now the Argentines have withdrawn.
Nobody returns to their posts on the Chilean side.
There is a dead woman. Two, three men a little further.
I'm afraid to get closer.
they are feeding us with human flesh!
From the sick!
They are coming!
In the Maipo Network are saying a guard from the border saw a wild boar.
Impossible.
They think there could be more in the area.
That they arrived from the north, escaping wildfires
at the south of the country.
The animal was female and hurt,
surely by the action of a hunter.
Animals don't migrate that fast.
You can't know that.
Hey, eyes on the road!
We should track it down.
Mateo, where did we set the first traps?
Two kilometers after the orange sign.
Apparently you haven't noticed the orange sign is gone.
People invent stupid things, Mateo.
If there's anyone who can track it down is me, Emilia.
Look, you focus on the route, you said you wanted to guide. Or no?
Ok. We'll see on our way.
They don't move around here anymore.
Maybe we are too close to town?
There are two people in town.
But yes, we are too close.
Seems like now ghosts want to eat rabbit.
We will need to go higher.
We are good climbers.
Yes, but it's more time and more fuel.
From where do we get these?
Mateo, let's go!
Stay still, motherfucker!
From where did you come from?
Are you ok?
Still, thief!
I prefer being a thief over a murderer.
- Mateo, the thief should do that. - Emilia, I got it.
What's funny?
Give it to me.
Change it.
Change it!
Here, people who don't know how to survive are a danger.
You are almost dead.
No one knows how to survive better than me.
We are walking a two-day trail looking for rabbits.
You could help us if you know how to survive on the mountain.
In return, you keep some of the prey.
Or you have something better to do?
You could learn a couple things.
Hey?
Why did you need the car?
I need to cross to Argentina.
That border's been closed since winter.
Here, clean yourself.
Thanks.
Hey.
Where are we going?
Look.
In a couple kilometers, the road ends.
And starts a moderate-difficulty trail, for a few hours.
The second stretch gets harder,
and goes up to the area Los Leones.
There we go around,
and descend through the other side of Central Hill.
I need to get to the border.
There is another border further north.
After the hunt we can drop you there.
You'll be taking this one.
And you are not taking anything?
I'll be opening the route, I have to go lighter.
Mateo, you close. Got it?
Ok.
Something wrong?
Two days and you take me to the border, right?
Ok.
No, go get more.
Mateo, give yours too.
And where?
Over there, behind the rocks.
Why don't you go?
- I'll go. - Mateo don't. We need to check the maps.
It's only to get water.
Go!
Give it to me.
I'm not a dog! Ok?
We thought you got lost.
a radio amateur from the Osorno network. We transmit:
“For sale with all the papers up to date,
"rights of access to land, with authorization to build..."
Now, attack.
Limited for fifty people in total.
The location, Kilometer 20 on the way to the Los Negros estuary.
It's a land with native forest, which belonged to my family for generations.
There's electric light installed and our homes are personal.
For more information on...
Lower the volume a little.
Here.
Looks like you were hungry, Rena.
Why waste a bullet on a rabbit?
For compassion.
When you approach, the rabbit gets scared but can't escape.
A bullet is a faster death, more humane.
It's also a good target practice.
I'm not scared of getting my hands dirty.
Good. Leave it there.
They're rabbits.
They're rabbits trying to dig burrows where they can't.
No.
I don't see anything.
There's a larger animal around.
Heavier.
You're seeing what you want to see.
They're rabbits trying to dig where they can't.
Or nothing.
Let me help.
You can't wait for a man to build your fire.
Women need to be able to do anything in order to survive.
You can't let men be in charge of anything.
Not technology,
nor fire, nor tools.
Specially weapons.
Looks like you don't like men much.
Well, I'm also not a fan.
In the end, it all comes down to a man.
No.
There is no one in particular.
It's all of them...
Where's his father?
Look, this is how it's done.
Ready. Let's see how it turned out.
It's good, Mateo.
I haven't eaten something so delicious in a long time.
What did you put to it?
Montriet Steak.
It's an American spice.
I did almost nothing.
In fact, I don't know what I'll do when I run out.
I bet before all this you were a vegetarian.
Mateo, give me the water.
Look, if I had known when I was young that I would end up chewing rabbit,
I wouldn't have believed it.
But I understand things have changed,
and it is what it is.
Mateo, do you remember that story?
The one with the Arabs and the jackals?
- In the desert. - Mhm.
Tell it.
I'm not good at telling stories.
You tell it, Mateo.
I'll help if you forget.
The story...
The story starts with a man.
I think his name is never mentioned.
But was a foreigner.
A man from the north,
who one day camped at the desert with a group of Arabs
with whom he was on an excursion.
And when the night falls he's left to stand guard while the Arabs sleep.
Because someone had to keep the fire burning.
So as to prevent the jackals from approaching.
In fact, they could be heard in the distance.
The jackals' howl.
Auuu...
And so the Northern was like this, the way I'm now, in front of the fire.
But struggling to stay awake.
When suddenly...
He feels the presence of a jackal, from very very close.
From right...
right behind him.
So close, that he could feel its warm body,
its breath, its fur brushing his body.
The man stays still. He's frightened.
But the animal doesn't attack.
"What an incredible animal" The man thinks.
And so the jackal say to him, with a crisp jackal's voice,
that they've been waiting for him.
And how it is? How's a jackal's voice? How do they speak?
No.
Humans can't imitate a jackal's voice.
Where was I?
Oh, yes.
It says –with a jackal voice– that
they've been waiting for him for generations.
They know he's from the north,
and because of that he's smarter than all the Arabs he's traveling with.
The man, surprised by the jackal's fluency,
says that the conflict between Arabs and jackals is so old and so rooted,
that the only way of solving it,
is if blood is spilled.
Here I can't remember if I missed something
or it's when they give him...
Now comes the red eyes.
Right.
The man realizes that there isn't just one,
but he's surrounded by jackals, who begin approaching the firelight.
Enthusiastic, or even excited, by the sound of the word blood.
All this time the man was surrounded by beasts
that could tear him apart in less than a second.
But they don't.
So the man realizes he cannot move.
He's being held.
He has the claws of a jackal stuck in his clothes.
And what happened?
All speaking as one, the jackals explain,
that it must be him, who is to kill the Arabs.
The chosen one.
And so, then they hand him the weapon.
A pair of scissors.
Huge!
No, normal.
And right after that,
the Arab leader appears, firing a shot into the air with his shotgun,
causing all the jackals to flee.
The leader explains that this happens with every foreigner.
They try to convince them to betray the Arabs.
Then he says something I can't remember. Emilia?
The Arab says:
"This is why we love so much these creatures.
For their foolish hope."
Yes.
Their foolish hope.
Then the Arab throws them a piece of meat which the jackals cannot resist.
Everything is back under control.
And here the Arab says to the man:
"They're amazing animals,
and how much they hate us."
The end.
What?
That's where the story ends.
But I don't know what this means.
There is nothing to understand.
Means it's your turn to keep watch.
Don't let the fire die.
And don't fall asleep. Come on Mateo.
Today is going to get tougher.
When did we take turns? I don't remember.
You seemed sleepwalking.
Wash your face.
Are you ok?
Let's see, wait.
Anything happen to you?
No, nothing. Thanks.
I keep thinking about the story.
The one you told last night.
I have no clue about what it means, but...
I believe all men are jerks.
Why?
Who?
Everyone.
Had I been the foreigner...
I would have stayed with the jackals without a question.
That wasn't an option.
Unless you had killed the Arabs.
Exactly. Morons...
What do you say?
Rena!
Come.
Come!
Ok.
We are thirty meters away from the target.
Which in shooting category is the minimum distance.
Easy.
Besides, the bottles can't move like animals.
Or like the wheels of a moving car.
But the most important thing...
is everything that happens right before you shoot.
There is where the hunt occurs.
Pulling the trigger is easy...
But knowing to wait for the right moment,
that is what requires maturity.
But above all,
you need to have the absolute conviction
that the bullet will land exactly where you imagined.
Can I try?
Try carrying it.
I need to be able to trust you.
And if you try anything, I'll kill you.
Mateo!
What happened?
Where are we?
Right in front of the hill El Ferrocarril.
- We'll get to the trap after that summit. - I have no idea where we are.
You took the wrong route.
Don't worry.
I know what I'm doing.
This is not the trail, in fact, there is no trail.
- Emilia, I know where we are going. - You can't change the route!
I can't believe this.
Go back to the last stake where we took a left
and see if there's another trail that turns south.
It's not necessary.
It is necessary!
I'll continue climbing to understand where we are.
Access points to the Local Network in Godoy Cruz, Mendoza.
Eight minutes south in a two kilometer radius.
Coordinates, S32 ° 55'43.07 "W68 ° 50'6.36".
Password, xgFgjkk89Lm, 67jJwsd780Dl
Next access point to Local Network, 30 kilometers south of San Juan.
Coordinates 31 ° 32′...
Mateo!
Leave fucking dog!
Mateo!
What happened?
Nothing, a dog that took one of the preys.
The rifle was unloaded!
You tried stealing our car yesterday.
You really thought that it was loaded?
We don't know you.
Here.
Chill.
Because of you we lost two rabbits.
You have to be more alert.
What's the matter with you?
It wasn't her fault, let's better move.
And you don't play the victim.
You were in charge of the preys.
You know what?
I'm tired of being your pack mule!
Crazy motherfuckers!
- Hey, you won't be able to come back. - Shut up!
Let's go.
Emilia...
I have to show you something.
It's a hoof.
I don't know.
Looks like a boot.
Ha! You're back.
We should follow the trace.
- It's heading in that direction. - We are following the route.
Let's change the route!
There is a new animal around.
Don't you want to find it?
We don't have the gear to camp anywhere.
Less at this height.
Here is where the boar's been seen,
and here is where we are. The footprint goes in that direction.
I've been there!
There is a muleteer's hut bordering the hill.
We could spend the night there and then turn this way to our return route.
We don't know this territory.
Everything's the same. What's the difference?
Let's go, they're boars, I'm sure of it.
You are not in charge of this expedition.
Aren't you tired of hunting rabbits?
You better know what you're talking about.
The book of Apocalypse, beloved brothers,
written by the apostle John,
and which was dictated by an angel of God to the apostle, reveals to us, brothers,
the prophecy that we are living today.
The Superiors will pour out the cups of God's wrath on Earth.
The first cup, which has already been spilled,
brought a malignant and stinking ulcer.
Here.
What's that smell?
You should know, or no?
It's the smell of death.
What's wrong?
It's getting dark in two hours,
and we don't have time to rest in every place you feel like.
Don't be weak, Mateo.
Take this.
This place is disgusting. We are getting out of here. Ok?
Light...
Light the floor.
Come.
Up.
Mateo, look. We are close.
Come on, let's go.
Where does the route follow, Mateo?
Are you ok?
That smell...
Brings back memories.
She gets like this when she's nervous.
Emilia worries we don't have the equipment to camp in a place this steep.
And it's true. Rena, we need to find this hut.
Why do you call your mom Emilia?
Well...
Because of how unbearable she is I can understand.
I never had to call her mom,
she didn't raise me,
wasn't interested.
As a kid I was raised by a nanny.
After that, by my grandparents; their employees really.
And where was she?
Traveling... or who knows.
Doing what she wanted, I guess.
Anything but being the mother of a child.
I can still see you're a spoiled kid.
And she, an unbearable snob,
even with all this hunting show you put up.
That's an arrogant thing to say,
coming from someone who's wandering with a bag, starving to death.
What's wrong?
Someone's following you?
Last night I felt like there was someone.
When you were on guard?
Why didn't you say something?
Maybe an animal? Did you see it?
Or you heard it?
- Sounded like... - Can we stop with the animal bullshit!?
Take a look around.
This is the hill and there is no muleteer hut!
Besides, why does the pair walk this slow?
Or does the thief turns you on?
- Don't go on like this... - Like what?
Like this, without thinking!
You're making mistakes.
You're distracted.
And you know that in here that can translate to death.
Looks like you're forgetting.
I never forget.
But it's not me who's going around doing
weird psychological games with a stranger.
Hey!
I found it!
Over here!
Bring me the cups, Mateo?
What's that?
It was lying over there.
And how did you end up on the mountain?
I haven't ended nowhere.
Specially here.
And you?
I imagine you have a house somewhere.
Or you plan spending the rest of your lives
wandering these bare hills,
telling stories about jackals...
What's in Argentina?
I have an aunt that lives in a community.
I want to go there.
How lucky.
I'm going to pee.
I'll go with you, it's safer.
There's toilet paper in my backpack.
Ok, your turn.
You got your period!
Hey! You are worst than men.
Drink your whiskey.
You like to impress him.
And it works. Or no?
It makes a sound!
Forgot how they used to sound.
What's that song?
Rena.
Boar.
It's gone.
When we where at the tunnel...
What did you remember?
My grandparent's house.
What was it like?
Big.
I was a kid when the house employees stopped going.
My grandparents locked themselves in,
and they got more and more bitter.
They missed their parties and trips.
But I was young and didn't understand.
And they barely noticed me.
They became repulsive...
Insulted the air,
insulting me.
Felt it took weeks for them to die.
Now I know, it was only a few days.
I was very ill...
Sick.
Could barely open the food cans from the pantry.
Lived for days with their corpses.
Then Emilia came and took me to the mountains.
A spoiled kid.
I also know what it's like to have no one to love you.
To have never been loved.
But if I had a son I would never, ever leave him.
You were also sick.
Emilia never.
In town they said that mothers got less sick,
because the species needed to survive.
That's another thing we both have in common.
She is different.
Let's go.
Detours looking for imaginary animals are over.
Hey.
Rena can't keep up with you.
You're going too fast.
Rena is the diminutive of what?
What?
What is your real name?
Rena, just like that.
Your parents were creative.
I have no fucking clue how my parents were.
-Liar -What's your problem?
Give it to me.
Where did you get this?
Who made this for you?
You think it's fake?
You say it's real?
Now it turns out your name is Emilia del Rio.
It's a coincidence.
- Stop lying. - It is a coincidence, that's my name.
Two minutes ago your name was Rena.
Give it to me!
Give it to me.
When we reach the car you'll go down walking,
and I don't want to ever see you again.
Aren't you going to say anything?
Because I could end this game right now and save us the suffering.
I could kill you if I wanted.
You have nothing to say?
Stop.
Don't treat my mother like that.
Son, be careful.
We don't know what she's capable of.
Listen to me,
Rena.
We promised we'd take you to the border.
And we will.
But hand me the rifle.
What's this tasteless joke?
Mateo, be careful. She's dangerous.
We should have never picked you up, fucking thief!
Stop! Both of you!
Tell me now who you are, or I swear I'll kill you, motherfucker!
Are you crazy? You killed her!
I haven't killed anyone. I shot to the air.
It's not that high.
She surely hid.
She'll know how to descend, or she'll follow.
You're cruel.
You took my mother from me.
Stop talking to me like this, you little brat!
It's late.
We need to go down.
We can't go down without looking for her first.
What we can't do is spend another night on the mountains!
And truth is, I have no energy to continue arguing with you.
Hold this.
I'll wait in the car.
Rena!
You scared me.
I thought you were dead.
You can't do that, you know? You can't play with people like that!
With me.
Emilia thinks she knows it all.
But she still believes the world is like before.
She lives in her own parallel dimension.
Come with me.
You don't have to be with her only because you share the same blood.
We could go after the boar!
I saw the boar. I did!
I couldn't survive on the mountains.
Besides, not you nor me know the territory.
We could go back to town!
And from there I can help you get to the border or...
Or wherever you need.
I have a gift for you.
So you don't forget me.
What if something happens to you?
Nothing's going to happen to me, Mateo.
Don't worry about me.
Surprise!
So?
How was the trip?
I saw you playing house.
Cat got your tongue.
What am I going to do with you now?
Let me go.
And what do I tell the Superiors?
That I let you get away, and that I'm a fool
who's incapable of doing his job?
I have always treated you good.
We are...
A species that is always looking for more.
That's why I'm not mad at you for getting away.
What's more...
I can even understand.
But we have a problem now.
You're not thinking about running, no?
I'm not stupid.
Those folks treated you well.
Maybe,
I should chase that brat, grab him and skin him alive.
So that all this would have been worth it.
Mmh?
I would be careful.
He's a great shooter.
You should be thankful that I came out looking for you.
We are your only chance at survival.
I'm already dead.
Ok.
I'm ready.
Let's go.
Ah...
One detail I almost forgot...
I have to beat the shit out of you.
I can't arrive up there with you looking like this.
Forgive me.
I found her.
You didn't kill her.
At least with that you can be at ease.
We saw the animal.
It was a boar.
Do you want to drive?
We begin a new transmission
of the Help Network for the search or missing persons.
List update at 5.15 pm today.
I want to report Juan Freire, fifty-two years old,
disappeared in El Manzano sector on Friday, November 23.
Andrés and Sandra Orozco, 16 and 17 years old, siblings,
disappeared crossing the border in Agua Negra, three weeks ago.
Claudio Andrés Torres Belmar, disappeared in Copiapó,
in a white truck, patent XB-CL-24.
I am looking for Rayén Núñez and Emilia del Río, 27 and 30 years old.
Last seen in January, in the Villaseca sector,
traveling by bus to Argentina.
I want to report the appearance of the body of Ramón Blanco Pérez,
in the El Yeso Reservoir, 55 years old.
I am Jonathan Andrés Villegas, 18 years old,
reported missing two weeks ago.
I leave this message to my family to inform them
that I am alive in a safe place.
Roberto José Silva Alfaro, ID 10.670.565-k,
seen at the Los Libertadores intersection for the last time on December 28...