Sudor frio

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April 20th:
The Popular Revolutionary

Army (PRA) stole 25 boxes

of dynamite from a

mining complex in Cordoba.

May 7th:
The G Group of the Argentine

Anticommunist Alliance (Triple A)

murdered ten members of a PRA squad.

The "Triple A" seized numerous weapons

and 25 boxes of dynamite.

July 1 9th:
Following Minister

Jose Lopez Rega's resignation

the Grenadiers Regiment raided

the Social Welfare ministry.

Large quantities of weapons were seized...

The "Triple A" ceased activities...

But the 25 boxes of dynamite...

were never found.

There it is.

This is the place?!.

Yeah, but appearances are deceiving.

It could be beautiful inside.

Hi!

Why aren't you using the microphone?

Because he thinks writing

tells more about a person...

and he loves how I write.

I'm sure he says that to all the girls.

He said the door's open,

that we'll have a romantic dinner tonight.

The guy's a jerk!

An a**hole!

He's already got Jacquie

and now he's going on a date with you.

I should beat him into the ground!

Don't get upset.

How else should I feel?

She just up and left, no explanation.

Just walked out,

disconnected her phone.

And that gave you the right

to hack into her email?

To find out she's been having

an affair with the blond guy?

I told you she gave me the password.

Do you ever listen to me?

- Roman, don't lie to me.

- I'm not lying!

Then trust me.

I'll meet the blond guy

and he'll tell me where she is.

- My ex.

- Your ex...

That's gotta be Jacquie.

"Roman,

I'm sorry it has to end this way..

You deserve better.

There's nothing more to do.

I've Ieft Buenos Aires

and started a new relationship.

Don't bother to reach me

because y.ou won't find me.

Jacquie."

Give me that.

I 'm such a fool.

What the hell are we doing here?

Let's go.

C'mon, Ali, let's go!

- Right now?

- Yeah, now.

It's the same lP address.

What?

It's from the same lP address as the

blond guy who I've been chattin online with.

Are you sure?

Yes.

She sent the email three minutes ago.

She's probably 60 feet away.

Everything may look dark right now but

it's all a matter of perspective.

Also, you won't be able to start a new

relationship until you wrap this up.

Remind me,

why the hell am I doing this?

Hello. I'm here.

Your house is enormous.

Sir, may I help you?

Thanks, kid.

Thank you very much.

- Can we go slowly, please?

- Sure, don't worry.

Boys like you are hard to find these days.

Walking down the street is very difficult

for a person my age.

There's no respect anymore.

Here you are.

Thank you very much.

You can leave me here.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, I live in this house.

Bye, kid. Thanks.

Sure.

Hello, Quique.

Hey, kid,

what's that man up to?

- What man?

- The man who went into that house.

- He lives there.

- But what about the blond guy?

What, you a cop?

Tell me, kid... is he the

blond guy's grandfather?

Get your meathooks off the kid.

Sorry, guys. It's just that something's

going on here, you know?

You mean the chick prowling

around here a while ago?

Yes, I'm looking for my girlfriend.

My ex-girlfriend, actually.

Then go look for her somewhere else.

Beat it!

What's going on this time?

Nothing, dear. Just looking out for the boy.

The neighborhood's full of lunatics!

Quique,

how many times have I told you?

Scream when a stranger talks to you!

And take off that f***ing mask!

Did you hear that?

Quique!.

What the hell? Quique!.

You didn't bring home another cat,

did y.ou?

I'II kicky.ou out if there's a cat here!.

And the fellas were say.ing,

"Oh, these girls, all they. talk about is

equality., about women's Iiberation. "

Recently.,

Anibal told me that his wife had said,

"Oh, Anibal, now we're equals."

So Anibal smacked her!.

And then he told her to go

wash the dishes!. Wow!.

You know where equality. went?

Because y.oung women...

Did you hear me?

How much should I use?

A drop. Only a drop.

No, no, no, no! Please! Please!

Truth be told, you haven't been

of much help to us so far.

You need to concentrate harder.

I didn't do anything.

Please.

No one asked you to speak yet.

Lift your head, dear.

Tell me, dear...

What is this?

I don't know.

I suck at math.

I don't know what it is.

But you do know the answer.

No, I don't. But I know other things.

Ask me something else.

Your entire life has served

you to realize the answer.

Surely it must be simple.

I don't know what that formula means.

I think you do.

You're just not paying attention.

You see, if we could solve it on our own

then we wouldn't be troubling you,

you wouldn't be here.

It's important.

Please pay attention.

I ask you one last time:

what is this?

I don't know, you son of a b*tch!

Can you read from there, my dear?

Yes.

You shouldn't waste your energy.

Get yourself together, please.

It's important.

I 'm thinking... I can...

I can figure it out...

- Can you?

- Yes... yes, I can.

- I can. But I need time.

- Time is what we lack, my child.

Give me ten minutes,

a pencil and some paper...

Why?

Because it's a complicated equation

and I need-

You have no idea!

You're just wasting our time.

We would have been kind to you...

but...

You missed the opportunity.

No... no, no,

I can solve it! I can!

I can solve it!

I can solve it!

Please! I can solve it!

Please!

Please!

Please!

- It needs some work.

- Yes, I can tell.

It's a little run-down.

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