4x4

This is "Moro's Club in the 100."

The Argentine Republic's number one radio station.

Every morning...

The dollar started the week with a rise...

I want to fuck you all night long

I want you to kiss me all night long In the car

In the car

Let's change stages, let's go somewhere else.

Sweaty, through unexplored places

Foggy windows, dirty smeared

Tripping hard on this journey through your body

Only you and me

Alone on the road

Come on baby, get kinky, get mean

She gets so crazy She takes everything off

Parked on the side of the road you give me your juice

I want to have you all night long

I want to squeeze you all night long, in the car

In the car

I want to fuck you all night long

I want you to kiss me all night long in the car

In the car

Foggy windows, reclined seats

If they see us they'll be jealous Fuck them

I don't give a shit if the car moves

Inside we're like a pair of lions fucking in the fog

Foggy windows, dirty smeared

Tripping hard on this journey through your body

She gets so crazy, takes it all off

Parked on the side of the road you give me your body

I want to have you all night long

I want to squeeze you all night long in the car

In the car

I want you to fuck me all night long

I want you to kiss me all night long

In the car

In the car

INCOMING CALL ME

INCOMING CALL ME

Hello.

Hello.

Good morning. Welcome aboard.

Let me introduce myself, I'm Doctor Enrique Ferrari.

My patients call me Quique.

Are you there?

Hello?

- Hello. - Very good.

I'm the owner of this SUV.

I've been robbed 28 times in my life.

It sounds like a lie, but if you do the math it was 28.

Plus yours today, 29.

Let me out!

Let me talk. We'll have plenty of time to talk.

You're inside my 4x4.

It has an alarm that's connected to my phone,

and I can lock all the doors with it.

It's totally bulletproof.

It won't move, the active suspension is locked.

It's soundproof.

The windows are bulletproof and polarized.

The front windshield is also polarized.

The only thing that's not bulletproof is the gas tank.

It can hold 120 liters, and it's full. It's a potential bomb.

I'm just saying, in case you decide to rebel.

Do you know what would happen?

I'm a widower, I was born in Quilmes 60 years ago.

I had a normal childhood for a middle-class child at that time.

The doors of the houses were never locked.

We're in such bad shape that we miss what life was

like half a century ago.

What would you do if you caught your son stealing?

- I don't know. - Wrong answer.

I'm thirsty. Can you hear me?

Hello!

I'm going to report you, son of a bitch.

I'm melting to death in here. I want water!

I swear I'll get out of here and kill you, son of a bitch!

I'll kill you! You and all your family!

Let me out of here!

INCOMING CALL ME

Let's try again.

What would you do if you caught your son stealing?

I'm thirsty.

Let me out, son of a bitch.

If you answer correctly, I'll give you water.

What would you do if you caught your son stealing?

I'd grab him by the ears, and take him to the coppers.

Take him where?

- To the police. - No, wrong.

Neither the police, judges, teachers, nor lawyers.

He's your son, you have to set the example yourself.

That's enough.

I've learned my lesson.

Can I tell you something? Listen to this...

Last December two men broke into my daughter's house

when she was parking her car.

I had trained her for a situation like this. She avoided making eye contact.

She had money prepared to hand them out...

But that wasn't enough.

They even took their toothbrushes.

That's enough, please. I want to get out.

They grabbed my grandson, and put a gun to his head.

He's five years old. Do you get it?

They held a gun to his head for three hours.

After that they sold the house, and moved to Barcelona.

I'm dying of thirst.

What kind of doctor are you?

Good question. Take a guess.

What kind of doctor am I? Come on, guess.

I don't know. Let me out.

I'm not a cardiologist. Nor a clinical doctor, nor a surgeon.

Come on, take a guess. There aren't that many left.

- Leave me alone! - I'll give you a hint.

I work where everyone else plays.

Water!

Hey, man!

PENALTY CHARGE NOTICE FOR POLORIZED WINDSHIELD

Your ID number, please.

- Water. - Your ID number, buddy.

I'm thirsty.

Give me your first name, last name, and ID number.

And I'll give you water.

Ciro.

Ciro Bermúdez.

Thirty-six... eighty-seven...

Ninety, twenty-seven.

Zero, two, seven, good.

For the water, check the washer hose in the back.

Neighbordwhood watch...

What do I know?

They use it for cars.

For houses.

For businesses.

It's no good for anything.

Right now there must be thousands of alarms going off in the city.

So many...

Like a concert.

I'm wounded, and I have a fever. What should I do?

Is this a consultation?

Yes.

Well, everything depends on the person's general condition.

A fever with a wound is a different story.

Time passes very fast. What happened to you?

A gunshot in my leg.

How did this happen?

I shot myself, it was an accident.

Is it still bleeding?

No.

Not a lot.

What color is the skin around the wound?

Yellow.

Is it hot?

Yes, yes.

That doesn't sound good.

I'll turn the heat on.If you have a fever, then you must feel cold.

No, no, no.

Today I woke up early. I went out for a run at 7 AM.

I had breakfast.

I went to the lab to get the results of the tests I had done last week.

It's over, the spot expanded.

My insides are completely invaded.

It's no big deal.

Optimistically, I've got about a year left to live.

That's not so bad.

A lot of things can happen in one year, you know?

If you're organized, you can change the world.

Or a piece of the world that's closest to you.

I was remembering dates and places.

Things that happened to me in the past few years,

and I wrote them down.

Listen to this.

August 1998, I went out for dinner with some friends.

When we were leaving they had stolen two wheels off my car.

It was a Peugeot 205.

January 2001, they got into the patio in my house,

and stole some garden furniture,

things from the pool, and meat from the patio fridge.

March 2006, an armed robbery

in La Taba Restaurant in Vicente López.

They robbed everyone there, and hit an old manwith the grip of a gun.

April 2008,they got into my wife's car at a stoplight in San Miguel,

and forced her to go shopping with the credit card.

They'd choose and she'd pay.

Ma'am, buy me the LCD TV, buy me the Samsung...

October 2009, I go to River's stadium,

the guy looking after my car scratched it

because I wouldn't pay him 700 pesos upfront.

August 2011, they broke into my parents' house

when my dad was parking the car in the garage.

My mom was outside opening the gate for him, they were already old.

They didn't use guns, but they really beat him up.

I'll leave you now. I have an emergency.

We'll continue later.

Son of a bitch!

Don't come back to the neighborhood!

Go fuck yourself!

If you come back, I'll beat you up!

You're all useless!

Always the same thing!

They never do anything. I'm sick of this.