(music) [Our story]
"Soul of the eighties, I want to be with you. I need you to come back."
The history of a country is not only a list of its presidents,
nor the record of their most important historical events.
The story of a country also takes place in the houses of it's citizens.
It passes, immortalized in the memories of each family.
And that memory is weaving the fabric. Out of each of those memories comes
the thread of something immense that forms the identity of a nation,
made up of millions of lives.
So, from time to time it is important to stop, look back, and understand.
To understand how we got here. How we are all a product of what happened
in our times. And of our decisions.
I am fifty-three years old.
My name is Francisco Robles, just like my dad.
"Paco", for those who have known me forever.
And today I feel the need to remember my sixteenth year, in 1978.
When I stopped being a child, and became a man
that day by day made his story. Our story.
(sound of a horn)
(background chatter)
Good morning!
Good morning.
Ten tolete breads, please.
Good morning.
Morning.
Good morning Fransisco.
Hello Rose. How are you?
Eighteen soles, young man.
What, ten pieces of bread aren't fifteen soles?
Yesterday the unit only rose eighty, Fransico.
There's always a price raise.
The usual?
Yes. (giggles)
Fransico, what's up half-pint?
(laughs)
The next time you go out to buy bread, come bathed and look nice
so Veronica will think you're handsome.
Why does it matter what I look like? We've known each other since we were four.
Bye!
Bye.
What are you going to buy, young man?
Has the price of a roll also risen? And the croissants?
(motorcyle rumbles)
(rock music)
Has my dad left?
He left early to go to the store.
Your mom will worry about you. Why don’t you tell her that you’re not going to be there to sleep?
since there’s a telephone at home.
Bruno! It would kill my mom if I was out all night,
at least let her know.
Nancy!
Yes, love?
Have you seen my electric shaver?
No my pet.
Thanks Dad.
A miracle you’re not clean yet. Come out already, you’ve been in there a half an hour. Come out.
I can’t, I’m naked.
You're so cool, because you take so long
The boys need to shower too, enough.
Well, they need to shower earlier.