02x07 - I Live for FIFA

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They say life is what happens
in between World Cups.

After the '78 World Cup,

Havelange was creating a new life.

However, now that he'd added
the Youth World Championships,

life was starting to pick up the pace.

LAURA COHEN
COCA-COLA MARKETING DIRECTOR. PREDATOR.

FIFA is FIFA.

You must be wondering
what the f*ck Havelange is doing

working together with Dassler again,

after the disaster in Argentina.

Well, I'll teach you something
that I learned from my mentor.

Okay?

Anger goes away.

Business stays.

The bigger the business,
the more vultures they attract.

My life is now focused
on the here and now.

I think that's great.
I feel the same. Here and now.

Actually, I've always lived
my life this way.

I was trapped in a marriage, Castor.

Now, I need a little bit of...

Fresh air.

What can I do for you?

I can get you a private jet,

whisk you away... Fly off.

I like it.

I don't like bringing you home every night
like we're high school teenagers.

Wearing high socks,
little black shoes... A beautiful student.

The purpose of this relationship
was to spice up the story.

They were not supposed to act like this.

It's gotten a bit out of hand.

Stay here with me a little bit. Come on.

Bye.

This is just a fling, Castor.
She's not in love with you.

Now, you're just her driver.

EL PRESIDENTE: CORRUPTION GAME

While João adds pressures and distractions
with the Youth Championships,

he neglects his inner circle.

Hello.

Yes, this is she.

No, Jean-Marie isn't here.

Yes, I'm his wife.

I abandoned you, my brother.

I abandoned you.

What could you have done, João?

It wasn't your fault.

João,

it wasn't your fault.

It's time. We have to go.

I need to ask you, little brother...

Don't be so extravagant.

Okay?

My God, João.

I just talked to him the other day.

Cédric was sad.

But I never thought he would...

Make a real effort,
or you'll never get anywhere!

Jean-Marie, help me!

Please!

Jean-Marie!

Please, help me!

My dear brother,

I hope you can forgive me.

Meanwhile, Käser took advantage
of Havelange's absence

and gained control over FIFA accounts.

FROM YOUR FRIEND, CASTOR DE ANDRADE

What are you doing here?

This is a family event.

Family and friends. You're not family.

Get out!

Take a look at these two cavemen.

I find this very chauvinistic.

Is nobody thinking about this woman?

Thank you for coming.

After the '78 World Cup,
we're bonded for life, like brothers.

Do you want to come to FIFA?

So we can be associates.

The military will provide
what you asked for.

Grenades, machine g*ns, r*fles, bazookas.

The whole arsenal.

But, I don't understand.

What does an Argentine like you
have against Castor?

The enemy of my friend...

Is my enemy.

Well, we know how things go.

Agreed?

Loyalty can be bought.

TAXI

Here they are, ready to make their pitch.

To prove they are capable
of leading FIFA in João's absence.

TOSHIRO SATASHI
JAPANESE TYCOON

Our friends, the Dasslers, were trying
for a deal that had to work this time.

I understand that you need me in Japan.

The thing is...

I don't want to leave Rio.

I can't leave her alone.

It's not even a proper World Cup,
you get me?

We're talking about
a youth competition here. I don't...

When are you coming?

I know it's hard there,
but we have big problems here.

Then solve them, damn it!

João.

Did you buy your ticket?

Am I disturbing your dates with Castor?

No.

I need to tell you something.

It's not a good time,

but you're leaving
and I don't know when you'll return.

It's hard for me to say this, but...

I want to live my life.

I want a divorce.

If this is hard for you,

imagine what it's like for me.
Being married to a woman for years

who will spread her legs
for any old mobster.

Remember when you used to tell me
to stay away from him

and to not bring him into our home?
Why was that?

Were you afraid of getting turned on?
You wh*re.

- Get off of me!
- I'll sign anything you need!

How are you going to live
on your own at your age?

I'd like to see that, a divorced old hag.

- It'll be a real disgrace.
- Get off...

- Get off me!
- Ridiculous!

- You're ridiculous!
- Get off me!

DIEGO MARADONA - FUTURE BEST PLAYER
IN THE WORLD. BUT NOT FOR BRAZIL. NEVER.

Wesbra. Good afternoon.

How may I help you?

Darling, listen, I know
I wasn't always around at important times.

You had work to do.

We love you.

And I love you, sweetie.

Goodbye, my boy.

Here's what you want.

Did you think I would refuse?

You don't know me, Isabel.

Well done! You as*h*le!

Take that, you Brazilian sh*t.

A bit of Argentine blood.

Good afternoon. I'm looking
for an address.

- Address?
- This is... Telephone number.

Maria!

Can you deal
with the annoying foreigner here?

I'm on it.

It's high time we k*ll this m*therf*cker.

f*ck!

You see this? You see?

It's what will happen
if I catch another f*cking snitch.

No, Mr. Castor. Please, no!

Thank you.

Thank you.

So, Mr. Käser wants to insure
an upcoming tournament.

We are a weapons company.

That's our board of directors.

Mr. Barrantes, Mr. Santos,

and that is Mr. Havelange.

You think you are everyone's boss.

You're just the f*cking employee
of a faceless corporation.

You just get hired and fired, endlessly.

Hello.

Isabel Havelange.
International Law, please.

One moment.

- Room 1050.
- Thank you.

What are you looking at?
Come on, move along!

Move along.

Do you guys really find this interesting?

This whole thing about Isabel going back

to law school to pursue
her personal and professional dreams,

while a bunch of kids drool over her?

Excuse me, where is Room 1050?

I have no idea.

I'm new here.

Do you like green?

I...

Isabel?

Please, Vitória is here.

What's the problem?

Castor, don't put me
in this position, please.

I came here to say

that it would be a good time
for you to spend a few days with me.

Are you insane?

No, I'm not insane.

I'm afraid of anything happening to you
if you are by yourself.

I'm not by myself. Okay?

Now, please, go. We talk later.

- Mom.
- I'm coming, darling.

This is absolutely outrageous!

What's Isabel waiting for
to get away from this gangster?

To get shot at?

- Then...
- Yes.

Yes.

It seems João is no longer satisfied
with getting beat up.

Now, he needs more adrenaline.

Someone's looking for you.

If it's Castor, I'm not home.
I need time and space to breathe.

It's not Castor.

And here is our long-standing rival,
getting his weapons ready to attack.

On a positive note,

there's finally someone
who's not trying to get in her bed.

See if you find anything against him.

Hi, Jean-Marie.

What do you want from me?

Why won't you let me go?

I need you to forgive me.

Everyone has a price, Jean-Marie.

You are the only one who can solve this.

The one who has to let go
of the past and see the future.

Enough with the cheesy sentimentality.

Let's see why
Castor is not a good match for my Isabel.

Let's see if it's clear.

Get out! f*ck!

Sorry, Godfather.
I never wanted things to come to this.

You f*cking traitor!

Sorry, you know how things work.

This is real mafia. There's bloodshed.

It's no place for a lady.

God, what is this?

We are even now, Castor.

Are you crazy?

m*therf*cker!

Sir, there's a foreigner here.

Is he unarmed?

Come, gringo.

Do you speak Portuguese?

Wonderful!

Wonderful!