Naïve Paco faces a desperate bind in a city of contrasts, where celebration and danger mingle in Valencia’s streets. When he learns that his father must raise 10,000 pesetas to repair a taxi or risk losing the family’s livelihood, the young boy makes a reckless choice: he borrows a staggering sum—one million pesetas—from the bank where he has a small after‑school job. What begins as a loan intended to save his father’s livelihood spirals into a citywide chase as police close in and shadowy criminals close ranks, all eager to seize the cash.
As Paco goes on the run, the film sweeps through Valencia from its polished avenues and lively squares—where fiestas glow when the sun pours onto wide thoroughfares—to its grittier, poorer quarters that feel worlds apart. The boy’s lack of money becomes a recurring problem: when he’s hungry, he tells street vendors that he has no money and must beg for a meal, highlighting his childlike vulnerability in a world that suddenly demands adult choices.
Hiding beside a blind beggar Francisco Bernal, the beggar guides him to an abandoned basement, and danger follows as the man who knows of the missing money moves in closer. The pursuit intensifies as the cash is carelessly tossed into a garbage truck, and Paco must wade through piles of rubbish to survive, joining a rough‑and‑ready group of street urchins who know the city’s underbelly all too well. In the meantime, Paco’s father drives around with two companions, scouring the urban maze in parallel, each toward the same fearful goal: the boy’s safe return.
The emotional core arrives when father and son finally cross paths. Paco reveals that he overheard his father saying he would disown him if he ever stole, a confession that reshapes the chase into a fragile, human confrontation rather than a simple pursuit. After a final clash with the thugs who have shadowed them, the cash is returned to the bank. The bank’s disposition is surprisingly humane: the George Coulouris‑portrayed Bank Manager is understanding and charges a modest 168 pesetas as interest for the 24 hours the money was in unauthorized hands. The resolution is practical and reconciliation‑oriented—the bank will deduct the interest from Paco’s wages at a rate of 2 pesetas per week—an arrangement that underscores the film’s grounded, matter‑of‑fact tone.
Throughout, the film blends tension and tenderness, painting a portrait of a boy who misjudges the power of money and a city that tests him at every turn. It’s a story about consequences, trust, and the stubborn resilience of family bonds, told with a steady, clear gaze that keeps its focus on character and choice rather than sensationalism.
