Come in.
How pretty!
I love Christmastime!
Thanks.
Sit down, girls.
Do you know what you're going to ask Baby Jesus for?
That I get into the University of Chicago.
And you?
Well, I don't know what I'm going to do with my life.
Life for us DREAMers is very unclear.
Don't get like that, Katy.
There are still thousands of opportunities in this country.
That's right. Look at your grandma.
Even she's got a job, right?
Yeah, I know.
Oh my God!
What?
I was supposed to go with my grandmother
to her meeting with Immigration.
I have to go.
We're really going to miss Tracy.
She was so good to us.
Let's see how things go now with her son.
You think he'll be running the factory?
That's a done deal.
Mr. Tom's sister doesn't live in Chicago.
It's a shame he didn't get
his mother's kindness towards others.
She was so decent and fair.
Her son on the other hand...
Typical mama's boy used to always getting his way.
Oh Lord, I hope things go well with him.
Why do you say that?
Don't you remember the problem I had with him years ago
when we were young?
His Mom defended me then,
but let's hope he doesn't try to get revenge by firing me.
Come in, doll.
Please let me return to the Christmas party.
-I've no business here. -Sure you do.
I'm just your mother's employee.
You know how long I've wanted to be alone with you?
Please.
-That's strong. -You've drunk enough.
Relax, this'll be good for you.
My mother's your boss. You could move up in the world.
Please...
Please step back.
Enough, Tom!
Go home right now! You've had too much to drink.
Sorry, Mom.
Don't you "sorry" me! Out!
Now!
And stop drinking!
Forgive me, ma'am.
It's fine, Lolita.
I'm sorry that he was bothering you.
My son won't bother you again. I'll make sure of it.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
-You okay? -Yes, thank you.
Cheer up. That was a long time ago.
Yes.
Besides, Mr. Tom's probably forgotten all about it.
Let's hope so.
Because he hasn't spoken to me since.
I hope he doesn't fire me.
No.
If he fires me, I'll die.
I'm still saving money to hire a lawyer
to fix Katy's immigration status.
We don't know what's going to happen
to all those DREAMers out there.
Lolita, it's your turn.
Well look who's here. Lolita Martinez.
Close the door.
Wow!
Who'd have thought that after so long
you'd still be working at my factory?
I know, right?
It's been a long time.
Yes. A long time.
Take it easy, Lola.
Wipe that frightened mouse look off your face.
I'm not going to hurt you.
I never understood.
My mother really cared about you.
Yes, and I her.
And in spite of her no longer being with us,
you still want to work at my company.
Yes, sir.
Well, if you're satisfied with my work.
I've received no complaints up to now.
So there's no problem.
You'll keep working for me, but under different conditions.
Beginning today, all our workers who're here illegally
will have their wages cut in half.
What?
So we're having our hours cut in half?
No.
You'll work the same number of hours,
but at half your rate.
Sir, please don't do this to me. I really need that money.
Please don't retaliate for what happened years ago.
Lola, I'm not retaliating.
It's not just you affected by this.
It applies to all illegals working for me.
That's illegal and unfair! It's against the law!
-You can't pay us only half! -Don't talk to me
about what's illegal. You're illegal!
What are you going to do? Report me to the police?
You ought to be grateful that despite being illegal
I'm giving you work.
But Mr. Tom, you can't do that.
But nothing.
Take it or leave it.
It's up to you.
Ma'am, are you feeling alright?
Yes, thank you. I got dizzy for a moment.
Grandma, are you okay?
Yes.
I was worried you wouldn't make it in time.
You know how scary it is for me
to come to the Immigration office alone.
Relax, Grandma.
You've been doing this for years and nothing's ever happened.
Everything's going to be alright.
Have they already scheduled your appointment?
No.
Let's go request it.
It's not fair.
Mrs. Tracy would never have allowed it.
Of course not.
Thanks.
She was one of the few to treat us well
because we usually had to put up with a lot of abuse.
He's slashing the rates of us undocumented workers in half!
It's so unfair!
It's outrageous!
And to top it off, we have to thank him
for not firing us.
That man has no shame, and he blames us for everything.
Have they no heart?
We're in this country out of necessity,
not because we want to be.
Silvia, can you imagine if my mother, Katy, or me
had remained in my country?
We'd have starved to death.
Lolita, Mr. Tom doesn't think like that.
He's the kind of guy who takes advantage of the undocumented.
It's big business.
Yeah, for them.
But you know, in spite of everything happening to us,
I don't regret being here.
No, me neither.
Here, I've gotten to live a decent life,
and most importantly, my daughter's got a shot
at a bright future,
of being someone in this world.
Well, that's if she puts some effort into it
because now that the DACA program might be eliminated
who knows what'll happen.
I wish I were a child. I'd pray to Baby Jesus.
It's your turn, Grandma.
Come.
I'll wait here. You know I can't go any further.
Yes, I know.
I'm so scared.
So am I, especially with all the rumors floating around.
They say that under this new administration,
the undocumented are in danger of being deported,
even if they haven't committed a crime.
No more of that, Grandma. Let's not scare ourselves more.
It's obvious neither my mother nor us
ever wanted to discuss the topic before.
Yes, we ignored it as if it didn't exist.
But you know what?
The truth is these are hard times for people like us.
Okay, sweetie. That's enough.
I'm going to walk in, sign, and walk out
just like I do every year.
-I'll be right back. -Good luck.
Thank you.
Everything's going to be fine.
Grandma, I love you very much.
I love you too.
Make a wish.
To whom?
My reflection or the ornament?
One way or another I'll save enough to hire a lawyer
and fix my daughter's status.
I want my daughter to get her green card.
I'm sure Mrs. Roberta will help you with the money, you'll see.
No, my mother's getting up there in age.
Besides, she's already done so much for me.
I can't rely on her.
-Hey, John. -Mike. How's it going?
-Hey, you're in luck. -Oh yeah?
Because you've got the opportunity to do me a favor.
-That's being in luck? -Sure!
I don't ask just anyone for favors.
What do you need?
Please take this bag of food to Mr. Rodriguez.
He's in cell 202.
Again?
Fine, I'll do it when my shift ends.
-Christmas can be sad sometimes. -Yes, very sad.
And even though you decorate this place all pretty,
it's sad that people are locked up here
just because they came to this country
in search of a better life.
John, quit talking nonsense. Some of us here are happy.
Plus, we make our livings legally.
Yes, but the detainees also earn their livings legally
and by working hard.
Some have to work twice as hard as those that have their papers.
Why didn't they think of that
-before coming? -You just don't get it.
It's a time of peace and goodwill toward men.
-Have a Merry Christmas. -It will be merry.
For you, but not for the poor immigrants
awaiting to be deported and separated from their families
perhaps forever.
I'd better go... before you continue with your nonsense.
Sorry if I said anything to scare you.
Huh? No, I'm fine.
-Is something wrong? -No, I hope not.
I'm here, Officer.
Ready to sign as I do every year.
Sorry, ma'am, but there've been changes.
Changes?
Yes, changes.
You can't leave.
Why not?
A decision against you was finally reached.
You're going to be deported.
No! Please.
That's right, ma'am.
That's the law.
Please don't.
On your feet.
There's got to be some mistake. Please check all the papers!
You're being placed under arrested.
I've done nothing wrong.
I've lived here more than 15 years,
and I swear I haven't done anything!
Hands behind your back, please.
Is this a crime?
I only went to go get my granddaughter
because my daughter was working.
I swear.
I haven't committed any crime.