DESERT LIGHTS
Antay!
Come on, Martín!
Come on, let's go!
Kick it Martín! Over here!
You got it.
- Pedro, Pedro! - Come on, Ayelén!
Antay, over here.
Come on, Martín!
GOAAAAL!
Good job Antay, nice pass.
Awesome guys, you got it!
Move upfield!
Martín. Kick it Martín, over here!
Come on!
Ooooh! They tripped Antay!
Are you OK?
Antay... - Help me get him up.
- Martín, let's go get water. - OK!
Martín, turn it on!
It's already on!
Here it comes.
Hang on a second.
Come on, it's OK now.
I'm fine now, thanks.
- You sure? - Yeah...
- No more water? - No.
Damn, I'm going to miss Martín.
We don't have a ball anymore.
Sure, that’s all that matters.
And we're out of good strikers.
You just resent him leaving. You always get upset at those who leave.
How many years have we been complaining about it?
If they play deaf in the capital, they'll never listen to us here.
Yes, but this negative thinking won't get us anywhere, Timmy.
We just need to organize. That's why I'm so fed up with men not showing up.
- Exactly. - Hi mom.
Hello, son.
Help yourselves, girls.
What happened?
Wow, this doesn't look good.
- What happened? - Nothing.
- Right! Want me to clean you up? - No, it's all good.
- How was the game? - Good.
- Oh yeah? Did you win? - We did.
- Did you score? - Twice.
Twice?
Congrats, son. I couldn't make it, I was with the old ladies.
But I'll be there tomorrow.
We won't be playing tomorrow.
- Then I'll go the day after tomorrow. - We won't be playing either.
What happened? Come on...
What happened?
We don't have a ball anymore 'cause Martín is leaving.
First and foremost, we need to take action.
We need to do it if our husbands won't.
I delivered the pamphlets door-to-door or slipped them under people's doors.
- It's up to us, we need to keep it on. - Yes.
But honestly, Rosita, I'm getting tired.
What are you saying?
You dragged me into this.
I know, but let's get real.
How are our kids going to grow up here?
There's no water! No land! No harvests!
I can't go on like this, you know?
No, that's just the easy way out.
If everyone takes off, who's going to stick around here?
Who's going to fight for our people?
Nine... ten. One thousand.
400, 50... 70.
470.
OK.
Listen up, we still need $3 more to get the ball.
- How much was it, $9? - Yes.
- Shit. - I'm broke.
Me too. You?
Me too.
How about we ask him for a credit?
Don Lucho is a Scrooge, he won't sell on credit.
You're right... He's nice though.
Come on! Come on Pedro!
Come on, it's the last one!
Damn, you're so clumsy, now we lost all our money.
You didn't get any good hit, either!
- Chill out, I was just kidding. - OK...
Can we get one more try please?
- Come on Ayelén, get it. - OK, OK.
You can do it, come on.
- You can do it. - Come on Ayelén, please.
Come on.
Come on, let's do this.
Oooh... Almost!
Come on, let's go!
It'd be fun to get one for our store, right?
- Yes. - What store?
Antay and I are going to open a store instead of going to college.
How would you manage a store without going to college?
Just wait and see.
- It'll be always packed, right? - Yes.
Oooh, almost!
- Come on Ayelén, you can do it! - Last shot!
Oooh! We won! Yay!
It's real nice.
It belongs to the three of you? - Yes, we bought it together.
What if one of you leaves the team?
It won't happen, ever.
OK, sorry. Here you go.
You should have bought it a month ago, not right before I leave.
Here.
It's yours too. Sign it.
Cool...
Martín, son...
Yes dad, I'm coming.
Upfield!
Come on, Antay!
Run!
Get in there!
Pass!
Goaaal!
Antay.
Antay! - Uh?
What should we do about the goalie?
- You got some dirt here, son. - Ah! I can clean myself up, mom.
I'm not a kid anymore. - I know, no need to get snippy.
What about Nelson?
But Nelson can't block anything!
Yes, but we're running out of options... Any better ideas?
- What about you? - You're crazy, I'm even worse.
I doubt that.
You're right, Nelson is the worst.
What about you do it, son?
No mom, there are no more strikers to replace me.
We have more midfielders to replace Pedro.
And we still have Ayelén, Lucho and Andrea
but Andrea says her dad wants to move south
so let's not count her in.
And Ayelén is our wall. She also gets the team organized.
You could still give it a shot, you might be good at it.
But I just told you, mom...
Plus it isn't about what I want, it's about what's left.
I'll go get more bread.
Your face is dirty.
- So is yours. - OK, both are...
- Me first. - No... let me clean you up.
OK, let's do it at the same time.
IT‘S NOT DROUT, IT‘S PLUNDER!
- Can I help? - No, I can do it on my own.
Let me help you.
Hey where did you get this water? Yesterday the well was all dried up.
Further up, but don't go, that well isn't good either anymore.
But this should be good enough to bathe.
And get even dirtier than before?
Did you talk to Pedro?
No, not since he came over a few days ago.
Seems like he's grounded.
He isn't.
Come on.
Shoot, Pedro.
Over here, I'll shoot.
- Uh? - I'll shoot.
What a goal!
Hell yeah!
Pass me the ball, Pedro!
Let me go again.
Another great goal!
You suck!
Damn, we're missing a goalie again!
You were going to leave anyway, traitor!
Traitor, like the rest of them!
Traitor! - Stop it!
Let me go!
Antay, let him go!
OK, let me go!
I'm going to miss you, my friend.
You can't go yet.
You haven't signed it.
Damn, you haven't asked her to be your girlfriend.
Last goal wins!
To all the towns and communities that resist.
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