01x09 - Capitan

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INSPIRED BY TRUE EVENTS.
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ANY SIMILARITY WITH ACTUAL PEOPLE
IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

MARADONA:
BLESSED DREAM

CAPTAIN

Internal divisions
due to the leadership dispute

between Maradona and Passarella.

Lack of confidence
after a miraculous qualification.

Discouragement due to the terrible results
in the last friendly matches.

A coach who doesn't know
what he is playing for.

We don't know why some players are here.

Some of them
are not even starters for their clubs,

and, even worse, the star of the team

is having personal problems,
and we hear he's depressed.

This is the present situation
of this national team

that has just arrived in Mexico
to play in the World Cup.

Not even the most optimistic fan

can find reasons
to be enthusiastic about this team.

We are here with Carlos Salvador Bilardo.

It was a difficult trip, wasn't it?

Yes, yes.

Well, it is known that you're
quite a superstitious man.

So, how do you interpret

the fact that nobody in Buenos Aires
went to see you off at Ezeiza?

Is that a good or a bad sign?

The plane left at 4:00 a.m.
and it was two degrees below zero.

To me this is a sign that Argentines
like to sleep at night,

and don't like going out to freeze.

In the last few days, there was a rumor

that the President of the nation himself
had asked for your resignation.

And when Maradona found out,
he said he'd leave if you left.

What do you think about that?

If President Alfonsín is focusing on me
instead of solving his problems,

we are in real trouble.

Argentina makes its debut
against Korea on June 2nd,

which is a long way off.

So, why have you arrived
so far in advance?

To acclimatize to this altitude,

or is it simply to escape
the criticism in Argentina?

No, neither one nor the other.

We came first because we want to be
the last to leave. Thanks.

One last question, Carlos.

Menotti wouldn't do this.

Okay, and those were the statements
of Carlos Salvador Bilardo,

the coach of Argentina's soccer team.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Room 101? Thanks.

Would you like a pen?

I don't have one, sorry, I thought I did.

Did Mr. Maradona have any visitors?

I started my shift 15 minutes ago, doctor.

-No one came in.
-Good.

Fernando!

Don't get up.

-You came!
-Stay still. Are you crazy?

I need a hit to get me up.
Did you bring some?

I brought it.

-Really?
-Yes.

Are you sure about it?

-Of course.
-What are you doing?

Excuse me, who are you?

-A friend.
-A friend.

Well, visiting hours are over.

-Yes.
-Why is he dressed as a doctor?

I'm a doctor. I just saw a patient nearby.

You can't be here without authorization.

-He's a friend.
-Sure.

Come with me, sir.

Uruguayan.

Snitch.

Hey.

Fernando, this is yours.

Ordóñez, I'm coming with a suspect.

You're wrong, honey.

I'm clean.

It was just one hit.

One.

Sorry.

-Sorry, honey.
-Let's go!

We have to practice the three-five-two
until you know it by heart.

It's like the multiplication table.

One times one, one.
Two times one, two. Come on!

Then you have to dream about it.

Until the markings become second nature,
and you don't have to think about them.

We have to stop him up there,

with the wingers.
We stop the opponent up there.

Why is Passarella playing like that?

It's training, relax.

Anticipation and pressure.

There is a zone of anticipation,
and a pressure zone, okay?

Let's try it. Come on, Oscar.
Make the passes. Make it shorter.

Come on, let's go again, come on.

Daniel, one second.

Come here. I'm going to put Tata
in your place. Watch him.

How he makes passes with Ruggeri,
and take notes.

-Are you asking me to learn from Tata?
-No.

-No, Daniel.
-No?

-Put him on, I'll get the f*ck out.
-You're the headliner.

He's been working with me for a year,
and you just joined.

That's all. Come on.

It's raining.

-I saw you, Galíndez, as*h*le.
-What?

It must have rained!

I respect you. I'd never do that.

-Really!
-Leave people alone!

-It's not a big deal.
-How could you do that, Galíndez?

It's not a big deal, Chitoro.

I'm f*cking tired of the three-five-two.

The only tactical scheme he brought,

was putting Maradona on,
and ten others around him.

It's the same movie we saw
in the qualifiers, guys.

This little story with Diego
and ten of his pawns.

We'll be home watching
the World Cup on TV.

I'm not anybody's fool,
and much less Maradona's.

It's true. We don't understand Bilardo.

But let's give him credit.

They attacked him so much in Argentina,
that maybe here, free from pressure...

What pressure?
What pressure are you talking about?

Pressure is what Menotti had
in the 78 World Cup!

The army would have shot him
if we hadn't won.

Still, he'd say what he wanted,
and was clear about it.

Crystal clear. We'd go to the field,
and were an orchestra.

Menotti's gone, Daniel.

Dude, let's give Bilardo
a little more time.

Let's see if he finds his way.
And if not, we'll talk to Diego.

No, man. Not me.

I won't delegate my problems to Diego.

I'd rather pack my bag
and get out of here.

Maradona should sort out his life.
That's complicated enough.

What's going on?

f*ck.

-I'm going to k*ll him.
-Come on.

Go take a shower. Go.

-Nothing happened. Go shower.
-I've had enough of him.

It's over. Forget it.

MARANELLO, ITALY

It's amazing, right?

Fantastic.

Not as good as my first Fiat 600,

but, it's still good.

Thank you. Sorry, I need to…

Thanks.

Hello.

Guillote, how are you, baby?

Dieguito!

So nice to hear you.
How's the love of my life?

What's up?
Did we get through the first round?

I won't lie to you, Guille.
It's very divided.

We might all end up fighting. Who knows?

Okay, calm down.

Tell me, have you seen Cristiana?

No.

No, because I'm not in Naples.

Do you know where I am?

What did you tell me I had to do,
before you left?

Guillote, don't mess with me. I'm excited.
Did you pick up my Testarossa?

Yes, I just took it for a spin.

It's amazing. A wonderful experience.

You don't know how it sounds.
The engine really goes…

Amazing. I can't wait to be there.

You got it in black, right?

Black? What do you mean, black?

Red! The red, Corsican red.
The legendary red.

Dieguito, it's the red of the shield,

the red you always see, red Ferrari.

Sure, Guillote,

but anyone can have a red Ferrari.
I need a black one.

Sure, yes.

But some things are sacred.

You don't buy ice cream and ask
for vanilla ice cream that isn't white.

Why? Because it's established
that vanilla ice cream is white.

It is the same with Ferrari.

Sure, man, but what about blue ice cream?

Blue ice cream is vanilla
with blue coloring.

Yes, Diego,
but I don't know a single person

who likes blue ice cream! Okay?

I like blue ice cream, and you know what?

I can eat blue ice cream sitting
in my black Ferrari, if I feel like it.

-Okay.
-And stain it.

I'm going to talk to Don Enzo,

but I don't think he'll be happy
about your whim.

I love you, Guillote, you're great!

Kisses, honey. Arrivederci.

-Yes, bye.
-Bye. Take care.

So?

Tell us!

That's it, guys. We have a black Ferrari.

All right!

All right, Diego!

So? What should we buy?

-Not chorizo.
-Why not?

Why not? Come on!

Take care of your body.

Come on, savage. We'll deport you.

-Come on.
-Don't listen to…

Go eat chorizo! Go eat a kilo of chorizo!

-Okay.
-Hey, ten, everything okay?

I'm excited to meet you, sir.

No formalities between tens.

It's just that my dad
was a big fan of yours.

-If he saw me here playing with you…
-Why isn't he here?

We lost him last year.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

He left...

to get cigarettes, and we can't find him.

Go. We'll dedicate this match to your dad.

And your mom!

Yeah, your mom too.

There you go. Come on, come on.

Number ten is good.

Diego's a little slow.

I mean the Mexican ten.

Play over there!

Diego!

Man, these kids are kicking our asses.

Good, right?

These kids are trashing us.

f*ck.

Goal!

It's fine.

That was good.

Now, listen.

You see that sick-faced
big head back there?

Yeah.

He forgot you and your friends are 17,

so take your foot off the gas pedal,

or he'll break it, and your dad
will have to bring you a spare one.

Okay, champ. Good, good.

Come on, man, what's wrong?

They have skinny little legs.

-He'll end up in the hospital.
-k*ll him!

-He'll see.
-Stop him.

Everyone further back.

If we keep passing it
to the guys in yellow, we lose.

Coach, he fell on his own.

-No, it's a penalty.
-You saw him! He fell on his own!

No, don't argue, come on.
Come on, let's play.

We have to play and be careful.
They're national team players.

Let's go.

Come on, Madrid!

-Man!
-Damn.

We're done. Let's go.

We're done. Thank you.

Well done. Yes. Bye.

How are you? Your knee?

You sure you're fine? Let's go.

Wow.

How'd you do it?

How did you manage to get drugs
in here, Diego? Did you do it?

Did you make a phone call?

Or did you ask a friend to help you?

Don't look at me. I'm not that stupid.

I have a drug case here.

-I'm talking to you, can you answer?
-Move, babe.

It was Ferro, right? Did you ask him?

Don't bring Ferrito into this.

I already told you
that a doctor friend of mine

came to give me
a diagnosis about my health.

And they made a big fuss here.

They didn't find anything. No drugs.

They didn't find it because he ran away.

-That's why.
-You don't say.

Now you're a policewoman?

-Okay.
-Should I start asking?

Just because I'm lying on that bed,
doesn't mean I can't ask questions.

What are you up to?

-What do you mean?
-Tell me. On Monday.

You said you were with the girls.

-Yes.
-They were with my parents at the beach.

Are you f*cking a guy?
Or are you going to the bank?

Answer me!

Tell me.

Are you moving the cash from the bank,

because you're afraid
the money maker might die?

Tell me.

Go f*ck yourself!

You go f*ck yourself, b*tch!
You b*tch! I'm gonna...

-Go f*ck yourself! You b*tch!
-Diego, please!

When I get out of here,
I'll put you in jail. b*tch!

A transfer back to his country
is no longer a risk to Diego's health.

The journey will be short,

and the medical board has determined

that he will continue his recovery
in a specialized institution.

Specialized in what?

Problematic patients?

Specialized in addiction.

Diego will behave.
I'll keep an eye on him.

I can hire people to watch him.

It is not my decision, ma'am.

It's a ruling by the medical board.

I'm begging you.

Let us stay here a little longer.

Please.

FEDERAL DISTRICT, MEXICO

We have to be technical directors.
Bilardo is not coming.

What's up, Diego?

What are you doing? You can't always
be late and sh*t on your teammates.

A captain should set an example.

Sorry, guys.

I was on the phone,
then I stopped by the bathroom. Sorry.

You go to the bathroom a lot.

What do you mean, Passarella?

Nothing. It doesn't matter.

No, tell me, what did you mean?

Go on, Daniel. Take charge.
Don't play dumb.

We should tell each other
things face to face.

We can't just talk bullshit.

He's right, Daniel.

Tell him.

I heard you have problems with drugs.

Look, Diego,

we really don't care about
your personal or professional life…

If you want to play
stoned in Napoli, do it.

If you want to go clubbing, go ahead.

If you want to f*ck a bimbo
and get her pregnant, it's your business.

This is Argentina's national team,

and you are supposed to be the captain.

The leader of all of us.

Look, Diego, just imagine the uproar

if the press hears
you take drugs with them.

-What the f*ck are you saying?
-What are you saying?

That I take drugs
and drag my teammates down with me?

Just be prudent.

Who the f*ck said that? Tell me.

Daniel saw you using drugs.

I didn't see it. I said it seemed like it.

-You're a snitch, Passarella, and a liar!
-What?

f*ck you, m*therf*cker. You're a liar!

You're an as*h*le.

Let me go, man! Let me go.

You know what?

Since I'm not a phony,
I'm going to tell you the truth.

And what the loudmouth
Passarella is saying is true.

In Napoli, I was taking drugs.

A lot of drugs. And you know what?
I take responsibility for it.

But I didn't come here to take drugs.
Do you know why?

I didn't come to Mexico to f*ck around.

I haven't taken any drugs
for over six months,

and I came here to do the same as you.

To be champions of the world.

Let's be champions, man!

So, Daniel,

since you're so eager
to go around talking sh*t,

why don't you tell the guys what you did?

That you f*cked your teammate's wife!

-Don't cross the line.
-Tell them! Come on!

You don't like that? Tell them!
You were the captain

of the national team,
and you f*cked your teammate's wife.

You'd go to Monaco to f*ck his wife,

while he was
playing soccer like an as*h*le.

-Bullshit.
-You know what?

And you even told your teammates
from Fiorentina to show off.

-He's talking bullshit.
-So the next time you're saying sh*t

about Maradona taking drugs,
say that Passarella is a snitch, first.

That Passarella is
a bad guy, a bad friend,

and that he f*ck his teammates' wives.

Go f*ck yourself, captain!

And f*ck you, guys.

Hey, Diego.

Is it true, Daniel?

Are you stupid?

Is it true?

What? How can you ask if it's true?

Are you stupid?

If they give it to me, I'm happy.

That's exactly the point.
Give it to the whole team.

What's up?

Hi, how are you?

-You expose him.
-Nice to meet you.

I don't decide.

Sorry, I gave it to you. Hey, Tata. Tata!

Bye, girls, you're beautiful.
Careful, champ.

-Diego.
-Give it to me.

So, Tata?

-Will you buy that Rolex?
-No!

-Come on.
-Are you kidding? I had a shitty year.

I barely have money to feed my family. No.

You know what?

I swear.

When Bilardo called me,

I was about to quit soccer
and do something else.

No, Tatita, how can you say that?
Don't let me down. You are the man!

Let me tell you something.

When I arrived at Barcelona,

I couldn't stand straight.
I didn't know where I was. It was hard.

Yes, of course, just like me, Diego.

I lost my starting position
at Deportivo Español.

Deportivo Español! A B League club.

What's more, before traveling,

they called and said
they don't want me in the club.

Not even as a substitute.

That's because they are assholes.
You're the man!

f*ck off! After this World Cup,

you'll get calls from all over.

Thanks, Diego.

Do you read the papers?

-Yes, but don't read them!
-Yes.

Do you know
what the journalists are saying?

Tata Brown came to the World Cup
to get Bilardo his tea.

Don't listen to them.
They are assholes. f*ck them!

I'll boil some water.

Don't fall apart!

Those m*therf*ckers.

Diego. Excuse me.

Excuse me. Diego.

Diego, it's done. It's all ready,
all arranged with Passarella.

Really? Are you sure
Passarella is up for this?

Yes, he promised me.

Surely he didn't know it was with me.

No, of course, since I told him
that the sh**t was with the two of you.

What did he say?

He asked me what you'd said.

What's up between you two?

I heard you almost k*lled each other
at a meeting...

-All lies.
-What's up?

Thanks, Daniel.
Thanks for joining us for the photo.

-Okay.
-Two minutes.

-Okay.
-Thanks, Diego.

Yes, give me the hat with Boca's colors.

Give him the red and white. River Plate.

We did a sh**t like that
with a hat in '78.

Yes, later we were champions.

-You weren't there that day, right?
-No.

No, I think it was after Menotti
gave the final list.

I think so. Yes, it was after.

Yes, you were left out. Yes.

Well, Carlos Bilardo's
Argentine national team offered

a very poor performance.

Why didn't you tell him?

With a match that ended in nil-nil

with Junior de Barranquilla.

Stay calm!

While the rest
of the national teams that will play

this World Cup,

are traveling to Mexico right now

-to get acclimatized…
-Look, look.

And for the last stretch
towards their preparation,

our national team, always
against the grain, left Mexico

to come to Colombia
and play a series of amateur matches.

Absolutely amateur.

Diego, look,

what is the point
of these friendly matches?

-No, Diego, please!
-Diego!

Okay. Please, this aggression
against the press...

Who is he making us play against? Please.

I don't know,
but these kids run like hell.

They're 17 years old
and they want to beat the Argentine team!

Of course, Pasculli! Of course they...

They have energy.

-They said they'd take care of us.
-Are they?

No.

The press will go crazy

when they see what a mess we are.

The first thing they'll want to see
is Maradona's head rolling.

They want to see
all of our heads rolling, Pepe.

They might not renew my contract, Diego.

What? Of course they will.
You're awesome. f*ck off.

-Did they give you travel allowance?
-No, you?

Why would they give me the allowance?
I'm paying for all the luxuries.

The girls too?

Don't talk about the girls.

We can never talk about it.
It's a team secret.

If the girls hadn't come,
there'd be lots of fights.

Amazing, so fast. Where are you going?

-The...
-Huh?

Breathe, I can't understand you.

Take a rest. What happened?

Yes.

Come in.

Carlos.

I came to inform you of a decision
on behalf of the whole team.

-Yes.
-We go back to Mexico tomorrow,

to continue training.
We're not playing the match tomorrow.

No, Diego, you know that is impossible.

A national team match
can't be cancelled in 24 hours.

Tickets sold, contracts with the sponsors.

I know, stop, there is
a bad apple, we all know that.

Don't let them fill your head
with nonsense, okay?

Carlos, I'm the bad apple.

I'm the one talking to my teammates.

What the f*ck are we doing here?

We traveled to Mexico 50 days ago.

We left family, children, girlfriends,
everything, with the excuse

of playing at high altitude,
and you bring us to the plains?

You don't understand.

These friendly matches
are useful to build the team.

You have to find the team.
That's what I'm doing. Okay?

Find the team for this World Cup
or for the next one, Carlos?

Because the debut is coming,
and you seem more lost

than Passarella on Friendship Day.

Okay, all right. Stop.

Stop for a second.

-Carlos?
-Yes.

We made a pact.

You trust me as captain,
and I trust you as coach.

And that's why I've been putting up
with all the criticism.

But this is it.

This is it.

Carlos,

if I see…

that you lose your way again,

I'll ask my teammates to let me
take over the team, okay?

What do you mean? Is this a coup, or what?

Call it what you want.

All I ask is that you show
a little more instinct.

-Go figure.
-I told you.

What?

What did you say?

-That they were mutinying.
-You didn't.

-Yes, when I did the...
-No.

You didn't say anything.

-No, because I did...
-Yes, you did.

I love it, though.

-I love what happened.
-It's nice.

What happened?

You don't get it?

No, he came...

He just became the captain of the team.

That's what we wanted.

He stepped up.

-Good morning.
-Morning.

Good morning.

-Welcome.
-Good morning.

Sir, please take a seat
and fasten your seatbelt.

You're not allowed
to unbuckle your seatbelt. Thanks.

This aircraft has six emergency exits
marked "exit."

Please, keep your seatbelt
fastened during the flight.

We hope you enjoy your flight.
Thanks for choosing our airline.

Morning.

-Good morning.
-How can I help?

I sent you to buy this.
Where did you buy it?

In the market next to the T-shirts.

-T-shirts?
-Yes, the ones that the players...

The jerseys. Is that near or far?

-Here, in Coapa.
-Far away.

Nearby? In Coapa?

They saw you, and you bought them...
I told you very clearly.

Ten kilometers from here, at least,
and not in the same place.

-Why here?
-But ten kilometers in city traffic, sir.

Ten here are the same as anywhere.

If the rivals find out
you are buying things here,

they poison your food,

and the team is in the bathroom,
not the pitch.

-Not that, sir.
-No? So no.

You go and return this.

-I'm sick of journalists, Valdano.
-I'm sorry for them.

-They also came here chasing a dream.
-Which one?

They dream of slaughtering us.

I'm sure they have no idea
what to do with a ball.

No, I think most of them
are frustrated players.

They never touched a ball
in their f*cking life.

There's no way to prove it.

Yes, I have an idea.

If I kick a ball into
that swarm of nasty b*stards,

and they throw it back with their hands,

I win.

Okay.

But if they kick it back,
as God intended, you win.

Okay.

Valdano.

They grabbed it. I win.

Offer some to the reporters.

Come on. Come on, Mocos, come on.

Not to Diego! Mocos, not Diego. To them.

Diego!

-Please, guys, a smile.
-Diego!

-Diego!
-To the left, Diego!

There it is. Very good.

Is this the sh**t
for the next Friendship Day?

Diego and Daniel, the romance of the year.

Jesus.

-A smile.
-Yes.

-Diego, this way, please.
-Diego!

What are they doing?
What the f*ck is that, guys?

If you like the wave, go watch baseball.

This part is so boring, man.
This ceremony is too long.

There.

Let's go, Argentina!

Let's go, let's win!

This rowdy crowd

Will never stop cheering you on!

Let's go, Argentina!

Let's go, let's win!

This rowdy crowd

Will never stop cheering you on!

Argentina! Argentina!

Argentina! Argentina!

Mr. President,
Mr. Miguel de la Madrid Hurtado,

our deepest gratitude...

They're angry.
They spent money on the World Cup

and forgot the earthquake.

But look at the stands, they're packed.

We also hosted a World Cup

while people were disappearing,
and the stands were full.

Sure, we were accomplices
of the military. Of course.

We bought the match against Peru.

-A shitty team. We didn't deserve to win.
-I didn't say that.

It's not what I think.

Stop looking for trouble, Daniel.

At least I won a World Cup.

Don't listen to him.

Claudia.

What happened yesterday?

It went bad.

They are getting rid of him.

Like throwing a dog to the streets.

And that is neglect, in Uruguay or China.

I'll send them a notice.
They'll sh*t their pants.

I don't want to end up
fighting with these people.

I don't want to be kicked out of
the only clinic in Punta del Este.

Plus, they're right. It's understandable.

Didn't you see the people
at the entrance, yelling?

While people are hospitalized.

And your buddy messes up all the time.

If he's not running away,
he's yelling at a nurse.

Or calling a dealer doctor.
He's a disaster. A nightmare.

Enough. That's it.

I'll start looking
for a clinic in Buenos Aires.

I'm going to call a friend
to organize things for us.

The transfer. Don't worry.

You're not alone, Claudia.

Thanks.

FEDERAL DISTRICT, MEXICO

Looking into your eyes
I could swear

That you have something new to tell me

Cheer up, woman, don't be afraid

Maybe tomorrow will be too late

What's he like?

Where did he fall in love with you?

Where is he from?

What does he do with his free time?

Eduardo!

-Can you heat it up? It's cold.
-Come on, man.

He is a thief

Who has stolen everything from me

Well done.

Great, Galíndez!

As you know, the morning meal is light.

Then you go to your room to sleep it off

and dream about the cup,

to think about the cup,
to breathe the cup,

until you bring it to me.

Agreed? Yeah? Good.

-Come on, Galíndez.
-What? Watch out.

-Great.
-Hey, where's Bilardo?

-They're not back from the hospital.
-What hospital?

-You didn't hear?
-No, what happened?

Daniel got sick.

-When?
-Yesterday.

An ambulance came.
They took him away on a stretcher.

-Lying still, asking for the time.
-I don't believe him.

No, he threw up
and shat everywhere last night. Gross.

-We call it "cold chest."
-I think it was food poisoning, Diego.

Good timing. He fights with the whole team
and leaves covered in sh*t.

You know him.

To come home, take my blood pressure,

talk to me a little bit.
So you give me your number.

Fax number?

I'll send you a telegram then.
What's your name?

Quiet. I love it. Beautiful.

God, that nurse costume drives me crazy.

-Almost done, Carlos.
-Okay.

We won't leave
without a medical certificate.

Everything in writing.

Everything. "He has this and that.

And we'll treat him this and this way."

Argentines, when it comes
to conspiracies, they live for them.

They tie up loose ends,
and who's to blame? Me. So, no.

-Guilty of what, Carlos?
-Seriously?

So naive. Everybody knows
Maradona and Passarella don't get along.

And Passarella is a nuisance
for the team, so the headline is,

in big letters, "Passarella,
a nuisance for the national team."

"Tension in the national team".

One grabs the microphone and says,
"Bilardo interceded in favor of Diego".

Then another one writes in small print...

They make up stories.

"Bilardo took him out
to a friend's restaurant,

they put crap on his plate,
Passarella goes back home."

Who did it? Me, Bilardo.

-You did it, Carlos.
-Huh?

Are you crazy? I'm telling you
what they will say.

-You did it.
-They do that.

-How could you think that? Are you crazy?
-It was you.

-I knew it.
-How could I do such a thing?

You're messed up, man.

We are gathered here
before the protecting fire.

And what did they smoke?
Let's share it so we all have fun.

Thousands of years before Christ,
the ball game was born.

Among Mesoamerican people,

the ball symbolizes
the trajectory of the sacred stars.

-The sun…
-Why are you dressed like that?

You mentioned a party.
I wanted to check up on you.

Not a party. A ritual.

Are you drinking whisky?

No, this is a drink.
It's a... I'll ask Tata later.

-Does it have alcohol?
-Once the ball fell on the feet...

-No alcohol. We're responsible.
-All right.

Just a little bit.

...everything changed.

The practice of this ritual game

left wounds that could even cause
the death of the brave warriors,

and honorable men who played it.

This is why it is associated
with the origin of all ball games.

Europeans believe they invented soccer,

but before arriving in America,
they didn't even know rubber.

Even though they won't accept
that soccer is from the Americas,

we know that it runs through our veins,

and is branded with fire on our skin.

Here it is, the ball game.

Enjoy.

Tata!

-What?
-Come here.

Excuse me.

Listen.

I have a gift for you.

-For me?
-Yes.

No, for your mom. Come on.

It's a gift I'm giving you as captain.

With this thing I'm gifting you,

-you won't be late for any match, okay?
-Okay.

No...

No, this is too much, Diego.

No, no.

I swear I will never forget
this gesture, Diego.

But no...

-You won't take it?
-I can't, no.

-Listen.
-Don't take it the wrong way.

Listen to me. Listen.

This gift

is for the World Cup you'll play.

You'll play a great World Cup.

Inside you, there's a winner.

You don't trust it,

but there's a winner,
and he will come out.

Now, if you play a shitty World Cup,

you give the watch back.

This one and an extra one.

-Okay?
-Okay.

Okay?

Give me a hug.

Are you okay?

Getting there, coach.

What do you think about this?

Do you think they poisoned me?

No. No, I don't think so, no.

The media will say anything,
but no, they have no proof.

What I can tell you is that,

if what happened to you
had happened to Diego,

Bilardo would be going around the world

looking for a cure
to have him for today's match.

Sure.

And he abandoned me.

No chance I'm sitting there.

Come on, Diego, don't put
the kid on the spot. It's protocol.

Protocol?

I don't give a f*ck about protocol.

-Diego.
-Yes.

There are thousands
of m*therf*ckers out there.

Hoping and dreaming of taking a picture
of Maradona in a wheel chair.

I won't give them the pleasure.

I'll walk out and greet the people.

Thank them for their support.

Thanks to them, I'm alive.

You're alive thanks to the doctors.

Don't be ridiculous. Sit down.

Diego, sit, come on.
We organized everything,

to leave without being seen
and get to the airport.

Come on.

A charcoal tablet, some rice
with cheese, come on, coach.

-You think the doctor didn't treat him?
-Passarella's a p*ssy.

-Passarella a p*ssy?
-Yes.

-I can eat him alive.
-You have no idea. Passarella a p*ssy.

Argentina will be champion

Argentina will be champion

We dedicate it to everyone

The day the radicals vote for Perón

Hey, man!

If you throw bad vibes,
we'll leave without saying goodbye.

It's a joke, man.

Come on, Argentina.

It's just one game, man.
You'll be ready for the next one.

One game? The debut.

Get that look off your face, man!

Look at Tata. He's like an old rag.

Give me a hug, Tata.

Danielito.

If there's one thing in all this
that makes me happy,

it's that you'll take my place.

Daniel.

You're the man.

I wish I could do 10%
of what you'd do out there.

The nerve! You've been poisoning him
since we arrived in Mexico.

Exactly! Come on, guys, let's go!

-Or Big Nose will have a heart attack.
-Love you.

Bye, guys. See you.

Things are not good between us,

and we both know it.

But I'd never have wished this for you.

Get well.

We'll be waiting for you.

Forgive me for treating you badly.
It wasn't about you.

It's okay. We had many more good moments.

I will always remember you.

It was nice meeting you.

Amalia, baby!

Yes?

Hey, Claudia told me that,

when I was in coma,

you wanted to keep some of my keepsakes.

You were brave.

You apologized,

and returned everything.

Well.

-This is for you.
-No, I can't.

You earned it. It's for you, baby.

Thanks, Uruguay!

Go ahead. I'm coming.

Best of luck, Claudia.

Good luck to you, too.

I am going to ask you a favor.

Give me back that ring
that Diego just gave you.

He's medicated
and doesn't know what he's doing.

That ring has sentimental value.
So, please, give it to me.

Give it to me.

Thanks for everything.

You will stop him from milking you.

Tata, why should you give him mate?
Why should you give him mate?

Better than you.

We have to record
even the smallest detail,

because if we win today,
we'll repeat everything.

The bags in the same place.

You in the same place, you too.
Everyone in the same place.

If we find a fly on the glass,
we look for the fly and put it there.

-What are you laughing at?
-I finished this level.

-Bravo!
-I finished this level!

-Yes!
-What level are you on?

The first one.

The music, change it, it's a bit sad.

No, why? I love this song. Leave it.

-Diego likes it, okay.
-I like it too.

What are you complaining about?
It's a good song.

My great love
Always with me

More, you give me more each day

Hallelujah for the way you love

Come on!

More, you give me more each day

UNIVERSITY OLYMPIC STADIUM, MEXICO

Today we have the opportunity
to start from scratch.

It doesn't matter if we lost,
if we played badly,

if we qualified out of luck.

We are here,
and the rest is ancient history.

It doesn't matter who's starting,
or who's on the bench.

We are all in the same boat,

and we are all pulling
for the same side, all of us, okay?

All of us!

A lot of people want to see us lose.

They want to sh*t on us as always.

But you know what? There are many
more who want to see us win.

I'll tell you something!

Today, there are no classes
in Argentina's schools, do you know why?

So that the kids can watch us on TV,
and what will they learn from us?

So that is why I ask you,

for all those people, for our families,

for us, who've been working our asses off
since we were kids to be here.

Please, go out and win.
Let's go, Argentina, for f*ck's sake!

-Come on! Let's go!
-Let's go!

The opinions
of the people involved are still divided.

According to some, Passarella got a virus
after drinking contaminated water.

Others suspect
that he was poisoned by the coach.

Even though Passarella followed
medical advice,

he suffered several relapses

and could not play
at the World Cup in 1986.

In the year 2000, after recovering
from his cardiac arrest,

Maradona moved to Cuba
to undergo a detox treatment.

Shortly after his admission,
he lost 10 kilos and started training.

Months later, against all odds, he played
a friendly match in Buenos Aires.

Journalists, who are, according to you,
people of a different ilk,

and I deal with them reluctantly
because they defend something else.

Before I act, they start to attack me.

So all those people who said
that Brazilian soccer was super,

now it turns out
that Brazilian soccer is useless.

What's in Daniel Passarella's mind,
now that he is out of the championship?

I feel a deep bitterness.

I really wanted to play this World Cup,

and basically because of a stupid thing,
I am missing it.

You'll be a World Cup commentator
since you are not playing.

How did you manage to go two months...

without making love?

I think we're set with this one.

And what can you tell me about
the group, since you know it so well?

It's one of the best groups
that I've seen.

-Name?
-Diego Maradona.

-Born?
-In Buenos Aires.

-Age?
-Twenty five years old.

-Married?
-No, I'm single for now.

Single. Your sign?

-I'm a Scorpio. October 30th.
-October 30th.

Okay. Hobbies?

Well, playing tennis,
listening to music, going clubbing.

Clubbing? Alone, or with someone?

-I have a girlfriend, but...
-What's her name?

-Claudia.
-Claudia.

And...

Of course, I go clubbing with friends.

How have you put up with two months
without sex… Making love?

Actually, it's very difficult
to go two months

without making love. But...

But of course, Bilardo
had already warned us,

and we knew from many matches
that this would be the case.

And I think we're all professional enough

to endure these two months,

and if we had to do it for another month,

we're totally sure we'd put up with it.

Maradona, who is that? A friend?

-My friend.
-Your friend?

How long have you known Maradona?

I've known Diego for nine years.

Nine years?

No, well, here we are with Maradona.
This is Maradona. Maradona.

We'll ask him if it's true

that you've known him for nine years,
and if you're his friend.

I met him at the World Cup.

-At this one?
-Yes, this one.

How come? Well...

I can only promise a watch,
as they're at the jewelry store.

But with a match, no...

Or anything that I consider
practically impossible, no,

I do not make promises.

I am anchored in reality,

because that's what my parents taught me,
and I won't let anyone down.