Get rid of it!
Everyone wants to be Maradona.
But there's only one Maradona.
Ref!
Ref! Ref!
Hector, send everyone up front!
Braulio, down the left and all the balls to Gomez, OK?
Not you, Dieguito. Not now.
Later, later. Here!
Get the water from the car.
Good, good, good!
Comeback, comeback!
Kick it, kick it!
That should be goal!
Even I could score!
Listen, why don'! you let him play?
Don't be a bastard, he's your cousin.
Diego, that's football.
Have you seen him play?
10 minutes left. And I want to win this match.
If he comes on, the team will fall apart.
You promised to give him a chance and...
No, no. I said he could train I didn't say anything about playing.
Dieguito tries but...
he's terrible, brother. Really.
He's dreadful.
He's not like you.
Shoot, shoot!
Goaaaal!
Yes, yes!
Maradona, Kempes, Valdano...
Menotti has the right team to win again in Spain.
But remember only Brazil and Italy have won twice...
OFFSIDE
Hello, madam.
Relax, we'll start as soon as your husband gets here.
Excuse me.
What's going on?
Sorry, while we're waiting...
Boca-River. It's about to finish.
Are you mad?!!
I don'! believe it. How can you do this?
We asked Maria Fernanda and she didn't mind...
Who's Maria Fernanda?!
How many times do I have to say I don't want football in surgery?!
How many times?!
Madam, and your husband? We need to start...
- He's in the bar, he's coming up now. - We can'! wait.
Prepare the instruments.
He's never watching the football, is he?
What is it with football?! Are we all crazy?!
My kid is really fast, I've spent hours playing with him since he was small.
And you've seen he can score, Mr. Javier.
OK, what's the problem? And don'! call me Mister.
His position is number 8, the organizer.
Not 9 as a striker. That isn't his position...
I'll be honest with you.
Don't ask me what the capital of Finland is...
because I don'! know or care.
All I know is football.
- You understand? - Absolutely.
This is my way...
Work hard for the kids I pick and I think can make it.
And the question is...
ls your kid a star?
My kid is a star.
Number 8, 9 or 23, but a star.
I don'! like time wasting.
This is the standard contract for this type of...
Excuse me.
Hello?
Jose!
Mourinho.
How are you?
Sorry l missed the match.
Not 200. 500!
Yes, yes, sign now!
Colosal, colosal. Muito obrigado.
Big hug, Mourinho.
The office of an agent is his Blackberry.
The problem is mine is broken. Waitress!
No, no, Mr. Javier, I told you I was paying!
Javi.
Mr. Javier was my father.
Mr. Javier!
Mr. Javier, what a coincidence!
- Hi, Julian, how's it going? - Good, good...
Oh, the rent!
I've swapped banks and you know what it's like.
Don't worry, Mr. Javier, you're like family.
Look.
Yes, he's cute.
No, no, can'! you tell?
He lost two kilos!
Now you mention it, he has, he has...
I'm hungry-
You can have your grapefruit when we get home,
Mr. Javier, do you think he's ready for the junior league?
I'm going to be honest, Julian...
Don't ask me what the square root of 32 is.
Because I don'! know or care.
All I know is football.
And I don'! think he's ready yet.
He was so excited...
For the league, he needs to gain...
well, he actually needs to loose.
If he diets for two more weeks, he can be a star.
OK, Manolito?
Two weeks, Manolito. Thanks, Mr. Javier.
Two weeks.
- Hi, how are you? - Hi, good, good...
I was looking for you.
Everyone's looking for me, and only you can find me.
Isn't it cruel to get his hopes up?
Manolito? He's a natural born keeper...
He blocks half the goal just by being in front of it.
- Shall we go to the bar? - OK, let's go.
Oh, this arrived.
I called to tell you, but you spoke to me in portuguese!
I did, my love, I did.
Oh, this is nothing. The bank has made a mistake.
Can I see...
Gema, back to work!
Look, there's a dirty glass.
Honey, tomorrow I'll go to the bank and sort this out.
I'll pretend I believe you.
Oh, look!
Don't push your luck, brother, one day it will run out.
Leave my relationship alone and focus on yours.
Oh, that's right, you aren't in one!
How cute!
When are you having one?
What a darling! So cute!
Javi, can I talk to you for a second?
Honey, these papers are nothing...
No, it's not about the papers. It's something important.
Oh, sorry, honey.
What is it, Monica?
What?!
We would like to meet for the possible signing of...
Gustavo Cesar Casares, a player you represent.
I don'! believe it!
It must be in one of those boxes!
- Give it to me. - Here.
Hello?
That's right. The event has a professional inflatable goal...
a pressure gauge and a penalty shooting machine. Unique in Madrid.
OK, no problem. I'll await your call. Bye.
One of those kids is going to make us rich.
Don't you understand? Real Madrid!
No more third division or junior leagues!
I thought you liked the junior leagues...
Only if we find the fucking contract!
I have it!
We have to bring this kid to Spain.
Send 2 flight tickets to Buenos Aires so the kid and his father can come ASAP!
And how do we do that?
Tomorrow we close the shopping center thing and sorted.
Mani, could we have a moment?
Honey, before you speak, listen to me...
Listen, please. This is huge! We could retire!
How many times have you said that?
This is the chance of a lifetime!
I heard it before. Millions of chances but only one life.
No, no, no... but you never heard "Real Madrid"!
Real Madrid. Madrid, Madrid!
No excuses.
I do my job... Why do I have to...?
The finances are also part of your job.
We need contacts, investors...
How do you think we run this clinic?
With births alone?
And you're coming to the fund raising dinner!
No excuses: no funny shifts or anything.
Is that clear, Diego?
And bring a girl. Don't come alone!
A cousin, a friend, anyone...
- Accompanied. - Yes, but...
Hello.
Yes, it's me.
What?!
What's wrong? Don't move.
What happened? Don't get up!
The doctor said it was only a crisis.
What do you want? Water? Cigarettes?
Are you smoking again?!
The paper? Boca won, relax.
Aren't you pleased?
- What is it? - Read, here.
Real Madrid after Gustavo Cesar "Chino" Casares.
Two heart attacks in a week...
...and you worry about a player 11.000 miles away?
Shut up, Dies"!
Listen!
I represent Gustavo Cesar.
Not the Spanish agent the paper mentions.
I have the rights!
Me!
But you're not an agent.
When Gustavo Cesar's dad died, he named me his legal tutor.
And I won't allow a bastard Spanish agent to steal him!
Calm down. You can'! go anywhere.
Just call a lawyer.
No! A lawyer?! This is football!
There are more sharks around than off the Coast of Florida!
And I know I can'! go. You have to go.
You want me to represent a player in Spain?!
Uncle, your heart isn't the problem, it's your head!
This is one of my last opportunities.
Maybe the last.
It's only two days. Maximum four.
I won't know what to do or what to say, uncle.
You don'! have to do or say anything.
Just make sure the transfer is clean and correct.
That easy? I don'! believe it.
How can you be like this? I can'! believe it!
Have you forgotten your dad and I got you into football?
Who took you to your first match?
- Who bought your first boots? - Enough!
Anyway, my job won't allow it.
There's a lot of money at stake.
A lot!
I don'! want it, or maybe a little. The rest is for you.
You can set up a clinic. Think about it.
Do it for me.
If not for me...
...for your dad.
Rest in peace.
I don't know anything about football, uncle.
The ball is passed...
...the line of defense moves and the player is offside.
Do you understand?
No, I'll never understand the offside rule.
What do you mean?! It's easy.
I've been explaining for an hour and he doesn't get it!
What's wrong with him? He's thick.
You know I trained him for a year?
Ask him who taught him to head the ball.
- Who taught you? - And all the tricks I learn!
- Sorry, I've got to go, Coco. - Thanks for the visit.
Get well.
We'll go for a meal once I'm out.
Say hi to the kids.
Ciao.
Uncle, this isn't going to work.
It will work. Trust me.
I can'! remember anything about football!
You don't need to. No one knows anything.
Everyone talks but no one knows anything about football.
Just show passion. And agree with everyone.
You'll look like an expert.
- Where are the cards? - Here.
Good. Perfect.
This is 90% of what an agent is.
How do we fix the other 10%?
Listen and memorize two important things.
The first is: "That's football".
Memorize that phrase. It's magical.
- It's ridiculous! - No. Listen.
If your team wins, you say...
"That's football".
If your team loses; you say...
- "That's football". - Isn't it better to be quiet?
Listen to me! Who's the expert here?!
Calm down! What's the second thing?
Watch the kid.
No girls. That's basic.
- Coco! - Gustavito!
- How are you? - Better, better.
This is Diego, my nephew, I mentioned him..
Great agent, knows all about Europe.
Full of contacts. Trust him.
- Where you at the Champions League? - Yes, yes, in Europe.
- It's special, isn't it? - Yes, special...
But, you know...
"That's football".
This is only the beginning.
Gustavo Cesar will be the first of many.
From now on, only six figure deals.
I still think "Gustavo Cesar" sounds like a latin singer.
Shut up, they're coming!
The curly one? What a look!
Give me a hug, great to see you!
Any problems with the tickets?
Of course not; you're here.
Who would've known the kid I signed would become such a star.
Give me the suitcase, I don'! want you to hurt your ankle.
These modern wheels are made by the Devil.
- Excuse me. - It happened to Beckham...
He couldn't play for two weeks.
- They call it First Class Syndrome. - Excuse me...
Oh, sorry. Is this your dad?
- Javier Martinez. Pleasure. - No, I'm not his dad.
I didn't think there was any physical similarity.
But I thought: I'll leave genetics to the experts.
Are you his uncle? His cousin?
Diego Garrido, his legal tutor and agent.
I see, a vulture.
Sorry?
I know the game...
As soon as people hear the kid is signing for Real Madrid...
- A swindler... - I will not allow...!
Brainwashes the family saying: "I can get more money".
And turns up here with a cheap card to get some wedge.
What are you talking about? You listen to me!
'00! 00.
Diego Garrido, football agent.
Who is the kid's legal agent?
I am.
The key word is "legal".
And the other is
If you aren't a family member, fly back to Buenos Aires...
...and write a few tangos.
I was warned about this... I won't tolerate it!
The lawyers can decide about legality.
Garrido, you're playing with fire!
If you send me a lawyer, I'll throw him out the window.
- And don'! injure the kid! - OK, OK...
It's OK, I'll work it out.
The kid's coming with me. I'll see you in court.
Let him go or we'll have more than words!
- You let go! - Let go!
Excuse me, is there a problem?
No problem, officer.
A small family dispute; but my nephew and I were leaving.
Is he's also my nephew and we were leaving too.
Your nephew! How original!
He's argentinian, it's more believable.
- Gentlemen, please! - Officer...
You can see they don'! look alike.
However, look at me.
- Smile. - Move on.
- Behave, Garrido. - No, you behave!
Hi, honey.
Welcome. Good to see fellow argentinians!
Gustavo Cesar?
I'm Ana.
- You must be his father. - No.
- Diego Garrido. Pleasure. - Nice to meet you.
Are you staying for dinner?
No, honey.
Mr. Garrido is leaving straight away.
The bathroom, madam?
At the end on the right.
Thanks.
Authentic. As authentic as mine.
Fucking bad luck! The bastard father signed both!
No, there's no difference.
It's identical. The signature is the same.
Yes.
No.
Listen, I think the kid's father conned you.
I know he can fuck me over, but so can I.
So we are both fucked?
You're the lawyer! You must have a legal trick!
An habeas-corpus...
Listen! Relax! Calm down!
Another heart attack will complicate things!
I know if it goes to court it'll go on forever.
An agreement with that monster?!
An agreement?
Half of something is better than all of nothing.
Yes, I know, lesser evil.
The important thing is that you're OK.
Let's see what I get from the spaniard.
I'll let you know what I get from the argentinian.
Ana!
Garrido is staying for dinner.
Very kind of you.
- It's OK. A glass of wine? - No, I don'! usually drink.
You're going to enjoy my wife's cooking.
Argentinian cuisine.
It's delicious.
- No, no... - Yes, yes...
Although I prefer Spanish food.
To good will and reconciliation!
- Right? - Right.
Ana, how's the meal going?
Nearly done. Can you come a second?
Yes, I'm coming.
Excuse me.
- Diego, everything OK? - Yes, just a misunderstanding.
Trust me, it's all OK. Relax.
Yes, honey?
What's going on?
- Nothing. - Nothing?
A small misunderstanding, nothing I can't fix.
And who is the "small misunderstanding"?
The kid's agent.
Well, his other agent.
Oh, Javi, nothing surprises me.
Relax, honey, everything's under control.
Is he staying the night?
It's for the best. Tomorrow I'll find...
Ana.
Here.
Ana, it's hot!
- It's ready! - It's hot, Ana!
We married in Madrid, then went to Buenos Aires.
He stopped at all the junior matches to get the parents to sign.
That's how we saw all of Argentina.
A very romantic honeymoon.
The last time I was there was 7 years ago.
Here you more or less get used to it...
Like a queen!
She's a photographer at a local newspaper.
Javi, eat something with the wine.
Honey, we're celebrating! Aren't we, kid?
That's it, let's see you smile!
Did you take the framed ones?
- They're great. - Thanks.
Yes, a long time ago...
- Diego... - Yes?
You haven'! touched the meat.
Don't you like it?
I'm sure it's lovely, but I'm vegetarian.
No way!
What about the Serrano ham?
It's Ana's favourite thing in the world.
Isn't that right, honey? Tell him!
What does your wife say about you being so fussy?
Fussy?
You know... not liking food.
No, I'm not married.
- A girlfriend? - Javi!
It's OK, honey, we're all friends. Aren't we, Garrido?
You know what our job is like... here one day, there the other...
It's hard to have a relationship.
No, no, no!
OK, OK.
You seem to be the exception.
You seem to have a good relationship.
Do you have children?
Drink, Diego.
Drink, Garrido.
Drink, drink!
A bit more!
- Go on! - No, no, no!
- Yes, yes! - OK, OK...
This hand shake is sacred for me, Garrido.
Our word is what's important.
But it's also good in writing.
We're both agents for the same player.
50-50 is fair.
Well, 50-50 isn't bad.
- Isn't bad. - Isn't bad!
But I thought maybe 70-30.
Well...
$0 did I, but...
I'm a generous person, and thought...
50-50.
The argentian made a joke!
Well, I'm going to a hotel...
What do you mean?
No, no!
You stay here. Don't offend me.
There's plenty of room on the sofa-bed.
Look at the kid sleeping.
What's this?
Look.
That's me.
I was picking up The Goalscorer's Award.
And my nickname?
"The Carabanchel Tornado"
- Wow! - This one's my favourite.
They really were good times!
It's a bit sad.
Why?
So many kids have talent...
then they fail...
along the way...
And end up living the dream through other people.
Oh, well, that's life. Not everyone can be a star.
No, no... I wasn't talking about you!
- It's OK... - But, Javi...
It's late...
and we're busy tomorrow.
- I'll get you a blanket. - OK.
Fucking argentinian wanker!
Fucking tosser!
Stupid spaniard!
Yes, of course...
No, It’s just a misunderstanding.
I understand.
His club and Real Madrid have an agreement.
The kid's in Spain?
I know, we need his approval.
One week?
Perfect.
We'll locate his father and close with...
...Gustavo Cesar.
OK...
Can you explain this, Lopez?
- Sorry, boss. - Sorry!
International Sports sends us to the Junior World Cup...
we don'! spot the star that Real Madrid wants...
and you say "sorry"!
- I insisted, boss... - The top dogs aren't happy.
Do you know what will happen if we don'! fix it?
The only sports job we'll get...
will be cashiers at a bowling alley.
I left you a note.
What note?
It was on the table.
It's all here, on his resume.
The kid never played the World Cup.
He appeared after, in the second round of the argentinian cup.
So put it in my face or tell me:
"There's a kid we didn't know existed, and he's a fucking star"
That's what you should've done, Lopez!
- Yes, boss. - Yes, boss!
I don'! know that agent.
I've delayed the deal with Real Madrid for one week. One!
Until we sign the kid.
From now on I want you to shadow him.
And his agent.
Follow them.
Film them.
I want to know where they work.
Their habits. Their vices.
Everything, Lopez.
- Everything. - Yes, boss.
Listen, Garrido...
we have to be careful or we might mess up the operation.
As we're in Spain and I know the game...
- What do you mean? - The deal, the negotiations...
- You know? - Of course, the game!
If we were in Argentina I'd let you lead.
But here, I think I should handle the strategy.
If it's OK with you?
Yes, I think that's fair.
Manolito! How's it going?
Training hard?
Julian, give him a sandwich. He's being very good.
Oh, please, daddy. A chorizo sandwich!
Yes, some protein, dammit!
Sorry.
And my shirt?
Don't be rude to with Mr. Javier!
You're lucky, Manolito. The other day I had dinner with Casillas.
Wait here.
Casillas!
The Audi is being repaired.
Of course.
Hold it.
When I have dinner with Casillas, I don't ask for t-shirts!
- It would be tacky. - Of course.
Close it, please.
Here you go, Manolito. It's even dedicated.
But... it's not the official one.
It's even dedicated!
Sorry, Mr. Javier, the youth of today...
It's OK, Julian. But don't give him any sandwiches.
Continue with the grapefruits.
Manolito!
Grapefruits, that's all you're getting!
Good morning. ls Florentine in?
Florentine?
Florentine Perez, the chairman.
Sorry, who wants to know?
Javier Martinez, from Martinez Associates.
And Diego Garrido.
Never mind.
Tell him we're here about Gustavo Cesar, he knows.
Sorry, he isn't in.
OK, call Jose.
Mourinho!
One minute, please.
What's wrong?
She must be new. I'm well known here.
How does the president know you?
We've had a few drinks, you know...
I've given him advice...
"Buy this player"... "Not that one"...
But they see many faces and sometimes forget the names.
Of course... Well, that's football.
Yes.
- Excuse me. - Yes?
Sorry, Mr. Mourinho's secretary informs me that he can'! see you today.
Maybe he can fit you in next week, OK?
But the meeting was today. Can'! anyone see us?
- Forget it. Let's go. - Sorry.
What's your name?
Never mind. I'll find out.
I knew it. They don'! know who they're dealing with.
So do they know you or not?
So how many employees work here?
I do.
- And the basic activity is... - Sports agency, I told you.
Any other related activity or is it ornamental?
Sorry?
Are these artifacts to decorate or do they have a use?
Oh, we're also professional sports entertainers.
At colleges, clubs, supermarkets, old people's homes...
Because the old biddies love to play.
And there's a market for this. Look.
You're great!
I'm great!
It tells me every afternoon, when I'm killing time.
Isn't the stadium called Maracana?
Yes, it was a printer's error, but we thought people wouldn't notice.
Is this for the Federation?
Yes, yes.
- Anything else? - No, thank you.
I love your accent.
Well... the argentinian accent in general.
My sister in law is from Buenos Aires.
So am I.
Diego.
- Gema. - Pleasure.
I've never seen you before.
No, I'm in Spain for...
...for a family matter.
- You have family here? - No, not here. There.
Well, it's business... and a family matter.
It's a business family matter.
What do you do, Diego?
- I'm a doctor. - Garrido!
Here's the e-mail!
You see? The meeting was today.
You know each other?
Know each other? Diego is my new partner.
A top class agent.
Have you met my sister?
- Your sister?! - Yes.
Your partner...
Yes.
I wonder why they won't see us?
Well, it's obvious.
They arrange the signing and then make excuses.
They haven'! made their minds up, they have other options, etc...
- This is called low-cost. - Low-cost.
Isn't that for flights?
There are people in this bar who can'! aim...
Why don'! you go to check the toilets?
Low-cost. Which means lowering the price.
They dangle a sweet and then toy with you.
What do you mean? They're the ones interested...
They are. But they want to sign him on the cheap.
It's very clear, they are lowcosting us.
Low costing us...
Two words...
- Press and radio. - Press and radio.
Go to a sports shop and buy...
some Barca, Chelsea and Valencia football shirts.
What for? I don'! understand.
I thought I was in charge of the strategy.
Yes, of course you are.
Well, let's go, no time to waste.
I'll get on to the radio.
- The radio. - Are you OK?
- Yes, why? - You seem strange.
- No, I'm OK. - Go on then.
- And get a receipt! - OK.
Tag?
How are you, you bastard?
No, no, no, wait... Don't hang up, please.
I have a world exclusive.
And who do I call?
Your programme, "The Goalpost"!
Yes, the scandal of the year.
Names, dates, prices...
Yes... no... listen...
I'm being followed! Call you later.
Sorry, sorry!
- Gema, can I borrow your car? - Sorry, honey, I forgot.
The Madrid thing is complicated, but I promise you...
- Talk to me! - Is it here?
Let me drive you. When have I ever forgotten?
OK, once.
Well, twice...
Ana!
These, Diego? It was Real Madrid...
Don't worry, try it on and tell me if it fits.
Yes, uncle, they're interested and not interested at the same time.
I'm confused...
My partner called the press and the radio.
- That Martinez must be a right bastard. - Yes.
It's good he's on our side.
Diego...
Yes, it looks good.
Listen, they're very aggressive, be careful.
I can also be aggressive!
Play their game.
But you said a few days and this is going on...
Excuse me. Is this in euros?!
Gustavo Cesar, show me you like football!
I'm a player, not a model.
Look at Cristiano, he can do both.
Another one.
The background is crap, Javi! You can see the beer crates.
Find a sheet, Monica! I'm talking to the press.
It's all over the argentinian press, Luis.
I'm busy, Javi.
I have pictures of the kid in a Barca shirt
when a talent scout discovered him.
Yes, authentic.
And I tell you what, if Madrid messes me around...
...things will get complicated, because Chelsea are also interested.
OK, send me the pictures.
OK, OK.
And please, don'! mention your source.
But I can'! promise anything.
Listen, is your sister still single? The other day...
Not again! How many times?!
You never get an exclusive! You just chase birds!
Look at me and tell me the truth, do you get anywhere?
OK, that's done.
What? Another shirt?
Why so many pictures?
Confirmed. We'll be in the papers tomorrow.
And maybe on the radio.
But why all this about Chelsea and Barcelona?
I know, I left Valencia out, but I thought...
people wouldn't believe three teams were interested.
Believe it?! It's false!
Monica, get some close ups.
I should've asked my wife but I don'! want to push my luck.
Listen, Javier, they'll report us when they find out the news is false.
I don't know in Argentina. Here it isn't news, only gossip.
When Madrid finds out there are other teams interested in our star...
they'll spread their legs like Monica at a happy hour.
- I heard that! - Press and radio, Garrido.
That's the strategy. And to prove I trust you...
Here's a gift.
This is like the Angelus.
Here are the frequencies of the best radio sports programmes.
I don't know in Argentina. Here it's the Bible.
But...
You know about argentinian and international football...
but Spain is different.
Here, information is power.
The more you know, the more you control the media. Look at me.
There you go. Learn.
How's it going?
Well, the kid's photogenic...
But work your pose! Come on!
That's it! We're done.
This isn't serious.
...I read the interview with Florentine in other papers.
And we're not getting anywhere!
It's no good! It's no good!
I want action, movement!
Ball-shooting machines...
Inflatable goals...
A larger group must be using this git as a cover.
This is really tacky. It can'! be.
Maybe it is...
Or maybe you're a moron.
And the argentian?
Nothing so far. I've asked the Argentian Federation...
and the FIFA Agents Group. Nobody knows him.
Keep asking, Lopez.
Someone's trying to shaft me and I don'! get shafted.
I think yesterday you got the wrong impression about me.
Really? Aren't you an agent like my brother?
No...Yes... well, I am.
But I'm also a doctor.
I didn't lie.
It's temporary. I don't really like football that much.
- You don't? - No.
What are you listening to?
Classical music. I love it.
Madrid's anthem, of course.
No, really, listen...
Vivaldi.
Don't insist, Garrido, my sister doesn't like football.
And stop listening to the radio. You'll go crazy!
Where's the paper?
Sorry. Just one second.
Not here. Not here.
Shit!
Shit, it's not in!
So the photo shoot was for nothing...
You're in charge, Javier, but you're making a mistake.
No, no...They don'! want to break it with other news.
Excuse me.
What a surprise!
Yes, the fundraiser...
Yes, I know my role...
In a few days, I suppose...
No, it's the noise from the street, I came down to the chemist...
Yes, no excuses.
- Thanks. - You dropped everything.
Yes, I'm clumsy.
And I'm Gustavo. Gustavo Cesar.
Lourdes.
Pleasure.
Aren't you going to joke about my name? From a latin TV soap?
I don'! watch TV soaps.
- And I like your name. - Thanks.
Well, your names.
It's a shame I'm in a hurry, but..
Oh, sorry!
- Ciao. - Ciao.
Lourdes, you dropped...!
Ship!
I'm watching him, but any mistakes and this shark will eat me alive.
If he hasn't found out you're a second rate agent, he can'! be that good.
A cold guy. In his country he must be one of these bastard negotiators.
I get the feeling he's hiding something.
He's a better liar than you.
Javi, we need to talk.
Again?! I'm in a hurry and I was leaving...
It's important.
I've been meaning to talk to you for two weeks now...
I never find the right moment.
The truth is I don't think...
I won't answer.
Please, continue.
We never get to talk. I need to make a decision...
Share it with you, because you're my husband...
Javi!
Honey, just one second and I'll be with you.
I promise.
Hello?
Yes.
Yes, I can talk...
What?!
Really?
Thanks, Teo! Thank you very much!
We're on "The Goalpost"!
What is "The Goalpost"?
It's the most listened sports programme.
I can'! believe he did it, but he did.
Come on!
To "The Goalpost"!
To "The Goalpost".
I couldn't wait to have a nice family dinner.
We've been so busy, haven't we, Diego?
Yes... well, it's only until we close...
...the deal. - Exactly.
Just until we close the deal.
I'm a bit fed up.
I thought this would be a lot quicker.
The youth of today have no backbone!
Football's in your heart, Gustavo Cesar.
Can'! you talk about anything but football?
Of course!
I'm going to the bathroom.
You're very talented, Ana.
The pictures I saw in your house have beautiful lighting.
With texture... They're great.
- Not really... - Yes, they are.
So do you really know about art, doctor?
Or are you all talk?
You never thought about an exposition?
What am I missing?
Look, Javi, Casillas has just sat down.
Casillas? The one who signed the shirt?
Well, "signed" is a way of speaking...
Oh, I didn't see him.
Aren't you going to say hello?
I guess I'll have to, or he'll think I'm avoiding him.
No, we didn't order champagne, we ordered the bill.
Courtesy of that table.
I don'! know him.
I won't be a second.
Javier Martinez. Have we met?
We haven'! had the pleasure.
Hugo Morales, from International Sports.
- Have a seat. - Sorry, but...
You have something of mine!
- Sorry? - Have a seat, Javi.
He looks at me and says:
"Please, stop getting up...
...you're distracting me and I can'! follow the match".
That's my brother. A classy guy.
The only time I've been to a match and he scored.
He really scored.
That's how you met...
You must have fallen in love with him for other things...
Javi was unpredictable. I mean in a good way.
He'd do anything to get my attention.
Now she's the one who has to try to get his.
Gema, are you coming to the ladies?
Excuse me.
Our company has the rights to the Gustavo Cesar's original club.
The deal is closed, we only need the kid's signature.
What I need to know, Javier, is what you want in exchange.
Your name was Igor, wasn't it?
- Hugo. - You look like an Igor.
Listen, Hugo, the kid that gentleman and I represent...
will choose the team we decide.
So thanks for the invitation, but...
Madrid won't answer your calls, you don'! think it's strange?
Madrid will end up eating off my hand.
By the way, I don'! like champagne.
I prefer Irish coffee.
Good luck.
Who were they?
I'm just going to say hello to Casillas.
- I really admire you. - Oh, thank you.
- OK, maybe I will... - OK, OK, bye...
- And the girls? - In the ladies.
When they get back, we're leaving.
- Everything OK? - Yes, yes...
Sorry, guys, I'm a bit tired. I'm going back.
- Are you OK? - Yes, I'm just tired..
- Keys? Passport? - Yes.
Anyway, now I'm here in Spain trying my luck.
A football player...
I never would've guessed.
You don'! like football?
Or you don'! like football players?
I don'! know...
They say there are only two types.
The calm and serious ones...
And the players.
What do you mean players?
Those that go out at night...
drinking in bars, with girls...
What you're doing now.
A dog. A dog.
You think I'm a dog?
No. I reckon you're the serious type.
But maybe you're a dog pretending...
So I'd better be careful.
Teo?
It was very hard to get you on live.
You owed me.
No. And it's my neck on the line, so I hope you're well prepared.
You're on now. You get 5 minutes.
Go straight to the scandal.
...We need names, dates...
Really go to town, OK?
We'll go to town, to villages and to cities!
Honestly, Teo, I'm a professional, for fuck's sake!
Yes, very professional... I'll call you back.
Why are you talking about geography? What scandal?
Aren't we here to talk about Gustavo Cesar?
You don'! have a clue about how radio works, do you?
If I tell them Madrid is interested in a kid...
they'll never put us on air.
Are you mad?! What are we going to say?!
You aren't!
Shut up and let me do the talking.
Hello?
Ready?
Yes.
This afternoon we received a call.
An anonymous call.
Anonymous because it was someone telling us...
the information they had was very serious.
...Very important. And with that information...
he was risking his life. Not just his life...
...he was risking his family's life too.
A plot involving people in high places.
- Good evening. - Good evening, Jose Ramon.
Good evening to all "The Goalpost" listeners.
Good evening, Spain!
Good evening, Ramon.
So, tell me...
...tell all of us about that important information you have.
The truth is...
I don'! know where to begin because it's a delicate subject.
But you've contacted us to tell us about that delicate subject.
Yes, yes...
And I would like everyone to know.
The thing is... we have to walk on eggshells because...
because it's a subject where... where there are doors...
doors that open to...
to corruption...
and by corruption I mean...
prostitution...
and I mean bestiality...
and trafficking...
drug trafficking...
weapon trafficking...
And very important people are involved.
Yes, yes...
There are... well... there are...
some polititians...
priests...
some serious journalists... Not from Cadena Ser...
...of course, but from other channels.
- There are. - OK, so...
let's mention names, dates and numbers.
OK, I can'! give any names...
I can give numbers.
And they're very big numbers.
Listen, if you rang in, it must be for something specific.
What about the argentinian involved?
What does he have to say?
Just a moment!
Is he there or not?
He's so nervous, he can'! even speak...
Calm him down.
Could he give us more details so we can understand a bit better?
No.
What do you mean no?!
Well...
As it's all clear now...
I would like to talk about the career of a kid who is represented by...
...my partner and I. And he is a star.
A star Real Madrid are interested in.
To sign him for the first team!
Listen, are you pulling my leg?
The audience? Or everyone?
My legs are shaking from this exclusive I'm giving you!
I've already told you he's a star!
So you call in with no evidence, making all sorts of accusations...
Hold on, we haven'! accused anyone!
AH you have done since you rang in is make accusations!
OK, the argentinian...
...let me speak to him for a moment.
- They want you! We're going to jail!
You're going to drop it!
One! You scored!
Javier!
Don't run away, you bastard!
I'm not, Diego. I'm just in a hurry.
What happened last night was so embarrassing!
I agree it didn't turn out as we planned.
We planned?! Are you handling the strategy?
Shut up about strategies! I'm off, talk to you later.
Not later... Now!
See you next week, Manolo.
How old are you? Five?
You're terrible, Garrido!
Is that how you won competitions? Cheating?
OK, shoot.
Go.
Shoot
You see?
Doesn't count! It's because of the shoes!
Best of five.
You're a bad loser.
Best of five.
- Goal? It hit the post! - It was in!
22 stitches.
I took seven months to run again.
And then it was goodbye football.
I was seventeen.
Was it hard?
It's hard.
Because you smash your leg but not the dream.
And not everyone can be a star.
That's daft.
At least I can be a star managing other stars.
I also want to be a star. In my job.
My dad wanted me to be something else.
If your dad saw you now managing a Real Madrid player...
I'm sure he'd be proud.
Unless he listened to the radio...
OK...
Garrido, the radio is all about...
Doesn't matter.
Real Madrid are taking their time and we need to pressure them a bit.
I don't understand their attitude.
They're the ones interested in the player...
Are we missing something?
Other interests, something we don't know about?
No idea. This is the usual pull and tug.
So we have to reinvent a new strategy.
What?
OK, you know the game, the deal, the business..
I'm going to regret asking...
What strategy?
Influences, contacts, counselors...
The mafia?
No, not the mafia!
Come on, I'll explain at home.
Are these the ones?
The shark we're after can scare this lot with just one look.
Another Coke, please.
You won't sleep with all that Coke...
It's so nice to see you! I couldn't wait!
I noticed!
Really 0 HOW'?
When you text me begging me to come.
Was it that pathetic?
No.
I thought it was sweet.
A bit melodramatic...
but sweet.
What's wrong?
Nothing, I don't know what's going on with the signing.
My agents don't tell me anything, we go from bar to bar drinking Coke...
And I still haven'! seen afoot...
...ball.
Better?
Couldn't be better.
It could.
Disgusting!
Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening.
A little bird told me you had a kid who could play.
Gustavo Cesar Casares.
That's right, Don Julio.
Javier Martinez. It's a pleasure.
From Martinez Associates. This is my partner, Diego Garrido.
Julio Soriano. I don'! carry cards.
I've been doing this for over 30 years.
Everyone knows me, which can be inconvenient.
You handled Zidane, didn't you?
What I need now is a good 18 year old scotch.
Well, Gustavo Cesar is argentinian, and he's nearly 18!
- A sense of humor, very good! - That was scary!
Good for negotiations!
What would you like? Agatha, please!
The usual. Double, no ice.
Pedro!
- How are you? - I must ring you...
Can we have dinner?
He is Cortes!
Yes, he looks polite.
- Well, If the Federation pays... - I'll pay as usual.
We have a good player, and now we need to sell him.
Yes.
See you on Sunday.
Sunday?
In Valencia. Valencia-Real Madrid.
Of course.
In Mestalla's box.
That's where all the deals are done.
- Don't miss it. - Of course not.
See you on Sunday.
My God!
- A counseller? - Fucking Corleone!
You see? If it's not Madrid...
It'll be Valencia or any other.
Go and get the star, we're leaving.
Somehow, tomorrow we need to get tickets for that match.
Who's that girl?
Who?
Her? She's nobody.
She's no one, Diego!
I'm in a bar! There are girls!
I could wear a shirt saying: "Stay away, player concentrating"?
I told you she was nobody.
Sure?
As sure as I'm going to sign for Real Madrid.
Agatha.
Son of a bitch!
He isn't answering.
It's official; we don'! have any contacts for the Valencia-Madrid.
What do you mean?
- Him? - We owe him money.
- Him? - He's in jail.
- He must've done something. Him? - Dead.
Good, he was a bastard. OK, we'll buy the tickets.
Sold out for weeks.
- Well, the touting! - We can'! afford it!
Don't we have any relatives in Valencia with season tickets?
If we did, they wouldn't speak to you, just like the ones here.
Cousin! Your cousin Jordi!
- Isn't he based in Valencia? - No, Javi, he's family.
And what are we, Monica? What are we?
We are scum.
Well, there you go... Call your cousin.
You know exactly what to do.
This time it'll be my way.
Don't insult me.
Don't insult me!
Boss!
You're going to love this.
I don'! believe it!
They're planning to go to Valencia-Real Madrid.
OK.
We'll have to go to Valencia.
Have you told him?
Anything I say goes in one ear and out the other.
I'm tired of making it easy for him.
It's too late.
Sorry to meddle, Javier...
I don'! know her very well, but...
Haven'! you noticed your wife's acting a bit strange?
Strange?
Of course.
Why do you think I avoid her?
I don'! mean to be rude, but...
Maybe it's because you're not being honest about...?
I protect her.
I deal with the problems myself.
Isn't that what a good husband does?
She's your partner for better and for worse.
Are you married, Diego? Do you have a partner?
- A girlfriend? - No, no...
Well, you know more than I do about football...
But shut up about women.
Anyway, you're queer, aren't you?
Queer?!
You know, queer...
- You know... gay. - No.
Really? - No!
Oh, I just thought... Well, it doesn't matter.
It could be, there are a lot of gays...
Not me!
OK, OK...
- But... you're vegetarian. - Yes.
What's that got to do with it?
I don'! know, I thought..
I always related green with queer...
I don'! know... Don't listen to me.
Anyway
Who's the magical contact to get in to the VIP lounge?
- A top director? - No.
- A journalist?
- Someone from the board? - No, no, no.
No! Monica explained and I said it was impossible!
Jordi, you've got people in before...
Never! Only volunteers, qualified people!
I have a responsability!
Why didn't you say so? I did a wicked first aid course.
You?! Come on!
How do you put a sling on?
Let's see...
This would go...
- Let me. - Is this a new model?
We immobilize the injured side... put your arm in there.
The sling goes around the chest...
We adjust it...
We tighten it...
Nice and tight.
Done.
I did do the course.
OK, test completed. Where's the pass?
Not so fast! Monica said something about you getting into the box!
We're meeting with one of the top directors...
but we never got the invitations...
I'm not that daft! No, no...
Asa volunteer, condecorated 3 times, I won't allow it. End of story!
OK, well...
I didn't want to mention it, Jordi...
to not worry you, but without this deal...
I'll have to shut down. Business is very bad.
Just like everywhere. Don't be dramatic.
I really wouldn't mind...
there are things I can do, but... your cousin...
I'd have to fire her.
She'll be OK. Monica's a fighter.
On the street. Alone.
She's still young. With initiative.
- In her condition. - She'd soon find...
What condition?
A baby?! She never said anything!
She's not sure who the father is. She's a bit ashamed.
She was always a slag. Since she was young.
Yes, a slut. A right slut.
Poor aunty Montserrat!
So, if you can draw us a plan, we'll...
A drink with a guy, doesn’t mean you have to fuck him...
I've had many drinks and never had the urge.
What? What, Garrido?
What's wrong with you? You always have to lie!
Are we in or not?
- And with a map! - Map?
This is a mess! It's like a six year old drew it!
Hello?
You didn't call. We should meet.
That's impossible, I'm in Valencia.
What a coincidence, so am I. Westin Hotel, in 30 minutes.
Bring your partner.
Who's going to draw? What are we doing?
Nothing to say?
Come on, let's go. This looser has nothing to offer.
Diego Garrido...
doctor at San Fernando Hospital in Buenos Aires.
Not declared as an official agent in Argentina.
Or anywhere else where football is played.
After contacting his hospital...
we were told he was off sick.
Strangely, he's here.
No way! No fucking way!
- Give me a second to explain... - Go on...
Javier Martinez, born in Aranjuez, 42.
Manager of Martinez Associates.
A branch of Mara... Mm... Macarana Sports Entertainment.
Whose only activity is representing third division players.
And manage sports entertainment activities.
Never sold a player in atop division.
Or in second division.
How can I be so stupid? For fuck's sake!
No, no, no... That's not all true...
I sold one in second division.
I offered you a fair deal.
But you've gone too far.
"A fair deal"?
- What's he talking about? - What's he saying?!
Are you still lying to me?
Me?
You're still lying to me!
- And you? - You're a trickster!
- What? You're a swindler!
- And you? A swindler!
Someone who lies constantly.
And you! I knew that an argentinian who hardly spoke...
would be hiding something!
Gentlemen.
It's all said.
My company wants to sign the kid. You have 48 hours.
Or I'll expose you both publicly.
And you won't even find work as ballboys.
We can reach an agreement...
Too late, Javier.
Fucking...
...wanker!
Diego.
Diego!
- What type of doctor are you? - Does it matter?!
Gynecologist.
Pussy!
Yes, loads.
So no idea about football.
None at all.
What 's so funny?
I am.
A vegetarian gynecologist who is possibly...
the only argentinian who doesn't have a clue about football...
cons me.
Yes, two liars.
Top division liars.
Listen...
The idea of the benefactor wasn't bad.
No, no, no. The idea of the benefactor was good.
No, not "was".
"Is" very good.
Because we're not giving that Hugo the contract.
Excuse me?
No fucking way!
Let's go.
Jordi, I'm outside with the new guys. Over.
Park in Area 4 and tell them to wait in Hall 3.
Over and out. Fucking bastards!
We can hear you!
Watch it! Over.
Is this Hall 3?
This isn't a 3. This is a 2.
- Is that a 2? - Or is it a 4?
So where's your base?
I did the military service in Burgs.
Fucking cold. Terrible.
Terrible...
Yeah, terrible.
Jordi told us to wait in Hall 3 and Hall 3 is that way.
Do you always do as your told?
- Let's go that way. - No, wait here.
He told us to wait in Hall 3!
You two. To Hall 3. Go!
This is Hall 3.
I know a short cut. Follow me.
- No, no... - This way.
Where are you going? It's restricted.
- Yes, but... - No, no. It's restricted.
It's restricted to the public.
I told you it's restricted! Go back!
OK, OK.
You're right.
Why don'! we do what we were told?
If we have to wait for Jordi, let's wait for him!
The things you make me do!
You found Hall 3, well done!
During half-time, while the security guard isn't there...
go up that way and through there.
- This door? - No!
The side door. There won't be any security.
Sneak in and go to the VIP lounge.
- Is it open? - Of course not.
- So how do we get in? - That's your problem...
I'll handle it.
If you get caught you don'! know me.
You sneaked in with a fake pass.
Of course.
I called Monica.
I told her, her family would love her even though she was a slut.
She didn't understand, I think she's in shock.
Of course, in her situation...
They seem like good guys...
I'm sure they are, Gustavo.
But I feel like a ping-pong ball, going here and there.
What about the guy that contacted you?
That Hugo.
I don'! even know where he got my number.
He told me some weird things about Javi and Diego.
They don'! inspire much confidence.
I wanted to talk to Diego about it...
But I haven'! had the chance.
You should do what's best for you.
Anyway, you're still young.
Not that young...
Today's my birthday.
Your birthday?!
18.
18? Why didn't you say so?
I didn't want anyone to know so I could spend it with you.
This deserves a celebration.
Help, , please!
You two!
Can'! you see there's something wrong with him?
We've finished our shift, call someone else.
something's wrong. Kneel in front of me.
Move on, please! Let him breathe!
Let me call Jordi so he can sort this out.
Here.
- There's no pulse. - OK, then let's go.
When I tell you, give him some air.
Give air? How, with a fan?
Cover his nose, open his mouth and blow in.
Oh, no, no, no...
Now.
- No, no... - Now, Javier, please!
Javier!
Hold on.
Try now.
Come on!
There you go!
Very good!
Well done.
That'; it!
OK, the worst is over.
Relax. You need to recover...
You need to rest and get better, that's all...
I had never dealt with a heart attack.
Do you realize we saved his life?
What a wonderful feeling!
When I get the taste of mausoleum out of my mouth, I'll be happy.
This is the door.
- Here? - Yes.
- There's a guard! - Watch him!
I can't.
HE'S one!
What do we do?
- Let's go. - No, wait!
- Where are we going? - To the front door.
He'll be inside!
What's this?
- Let's go... - I'm coming.
Don't just stand there! Come on, help me!
The things we have to do to smoke!
Remember, let me do the talking, OK?
Where's everyone? This is deserted.
Are you sure it's here?
They'll all come in at half time.
Through there.
Get in position.
What position?
Relaxed, relaxed. Casual, casual.
Who are you talking to?
I'm practicing, Diego. Practicing.
There they are!
- What if Mr. Julio isn't here? - He will be here!
Hi, guys!
Mr. Julio, what a coincidence!
President!
How are you?
- Nice to see you! - What about our deal?
We'll talk about it later.
Do you always talk about business with old friends?
I hope we win!
Jordi, pleasure!
We're going to win!
I thought you weren't coming.
We got stuck in...
- In traffic... and the weather also. - In traffic.
We'll make the most of half time...
...to clear things up and get straight to the point.
Do you have the rights to Gustavo Cesar?
Yes.
And do you want me to handle the deal?
.Yes! .Yes!
I'm old school, so all we need is a good handshake...
That's it. Done!
Now, let's find Florentine!
Let me do the talking.
Lucas, I haven'! seen Florentine...
He couldn't make it, he's busy in Madrid.
OK, we'll make an appointment and...
Presi! How are you?
I'm here in Valencia.
I've been told you're in... of course, busy...
Do me a favour, Presi, and tell me...
How is Gustavo Cesar Casares's signing going?
You've heard some weird stuff about his agent...
And if I told you...
I had the rights?
You'd be interested?
How much?
No.
Most of Madrid know what the kid is worth.
You should...
That's better...
That's much better.
OK, I'll see you tomorrow. Mid afternoon?
Yes, at the lawyer's office, we must be discrete.
Of course, Presi...
Send my love to your wife.
Impressive!
Absolutely impressive!
It was like watching Maradona play!
Now we need to discuss our deal.
I reckon...
70-30.
Listen, Julio, I think this would've been very complicated without you.
So with the permission of my partner, I think we can offer you 60-40.
Listen, guys, I closed the deal, didn't I?
So...
70 for me...
and 30 for you.
Hold on a minute! Hold on a minute!
- We acted in good faith! - Calm down!
Didn't we just have a good handshake?!
I'll call Valdano again and it's over.
- No, no, no! - Everything's OK!
What we don'! know is the player's price.
Oh, that! Well, it's 20 million!
- Pesos? - Euros.
OK?
Not bad, not bad.
Tomorrow, at five...
at this address
Be there.
Let me eat or these vultures will finish it all.
Uh"!
Don't be late!
Be on time.
20 million...
the agent's 15% is...
3 million...
30% of 3 million
Nine hundred thousand...!
Euros!
Watch it! It's 450.000 ˆ each, partner.
Of course, partner.
I can'! wait to tell Ana.
It's two o'clock in the morning!
You're right, doesn't matter. I'm going to call Gustavo.
Gustavo Cesar...
These kids...
- Switched off. - Switched off too.
Manolo!
The one before last?
The one before last.
Did you like your birthday present?
It was better than the bike I got on my 9th birthday.
Are you still worried?
No, not any more.
Are you sure?
Are you being honest?
Well...
- Maybe a little bit. - I understand.
It's the opportunity of a lifetime.
Yes, I know.
I don'! know what to do.
I see.
I can'! decide for you, Gustavo.
All I can do is give you my opinion.
What's your opinion?
My opinion...
We have a drink...
Repeat the present...
And then we can talk about it calmly.
OK?
Come here and put that out!
Gustavo Cesar, we've been looking for you all morning...
Call us, let us know where you are, so we can pick you up.
For God's sake! Don't worry...
How can I not worry?
We sign in two hours and the kid isn't here.
Have you seen Gustavo Cesar around?
No.
- Where the fuck is he? - Javi, listen...
It's not Gustavo you should be looking for...
Go home. Now!
Did you walk back from Valencia?!
I never understood the concept of "the one before last"...
You never get the last!
No.
God willing, we'll sign today.
I suppose you'll go back to Argentina.
Listen, Gema, I wanted...
...to tell you about some things I'm going through...
Now you're going to tell me you aren't a great argentinian agent.
I think you still have the wrong idea...
...about the type of person I am, what I'm really like...
Hold on.
Hello, Director.
Yes.
How am I? Well...
As they say over here; I'm wicked!
Yes.
Did you hear me?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with you?! Can't you live without me?!
Well...
Find a substitute or take my job and stick it up your ass!
Where were we?
Gustavo?
No, no...
No, no, I'm not interested...
I'm satisfied with my phone company.
Thank you.
Ana!
Ana, honey! Are you in?
Things got complicated, but you won't believe what happened...
Good afternoon.
Diego Garrido. Javier Martinez. We have an appointment.
We're actually waiting for a kid...
Gustavo Cesar, to sign for Real Madrid.
Yes, Gustavo Cesar Casares?
Exactly.
We received the certificate for the medical check-up he had earlier.
Please, go through to the waiting room?
Javier...
At least he's responsible.
He passed the check-up.
How did he know? I don't understand...
Amazing pictures for an exposition, Diego!
The exposition of her dreams and I ignored her.
I ignored her! No wonder she never told me.
I'm going to loose her!
No, no, listen...!
This is a very important moment in our lives...
- Calm down and let's go in. - I can't.
We'll sort it out, now l need you 100%, If the kid doesn't show...
Mr. Julio, nice to see you! How are you?
You don't look good.
And the kid?
On his way. We decided to arrive early in case there were any problems.
We've only got 10 minutes.
Gustavo, where were you? We were all worried!
Who is she?
I was wondering that...
Ready?
No, my agent's on his way.
Your agent? Don't be daft!
Forgive him, he's a bit confused with all that's been going on.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Gustavo Cesar is of legal age and your contracts are no longer valid.
He can decide who's going to represent him.
And he chose you, lovey?
Sorry, I'm late, the traffic in Madrid...
I'm Gustavo Cesar's agent.
Who's going to tell me what the fuck is going on?!
Sort yourselves out. The contract is ready.
Hold on a minute, Ramon!
If you'll excuse me.
You son of a bitch! Are you trying to ruin my life?!
Ana!
Hold on...
What?
Talk to me, kid.
It's not fair.
I didn't know you were involved, Mr. Julio. I can't do anything.
- What did I do? - Are you a doctor, Diego?
Do you know who you're fucking with, kid?
Your name is Hugo, right?
Let's go.
Yes, sir.
I won't forget.
Are you sure of this, kid?
Sorry, son.
But, you know...
That's football.
Six years is too long, considering the player could be revalued.
Can that be altered?
I don'! decide that, the club does.
I see.
I must go in; the Sports Director doesn't have all day.
Another thing...
He doesn't hand over his image rights, does he?
You know perfectly well the club decides that!
Do you know each other?
- I assure you it's the first time... - Gustavo.
I'm sorry.
You signed for Real Madrid. Isn't that what you wanted?
What do you mean the exposition is in Buenos Aires?
But you're coming back?
Honey, don'! do this to me!
OK, I'll go with you.
Why not, Ana? Why not?
I don'! give a shit about anything unless you're here!
You can'! do this to me. Please, don'! go!
Can you hear me?
Ana!
Thanks for your help. You missed how we nearly signed for Real Madrid.
Oh, God!
What's wrong?
Ana's leaving me.
She's going.
Fuck Real Madrid!
Fuck the star!
And fuck football!
Taxi!
Come.
What are you doing?
New game, partner...
To get your wife back! Get in!
Fuck football and fuck everything!
Think, Javier, what does she like?
The day you proposed, what did you say to her?
Her favourite song...
Think, Javier! Think!
Improvise! You're the unpredictable one! So improvise!
What's Ana's favourite thing in the world?
Serrano ham.
Ana!
Ana, you can'! leave.
You need to grow up, darling.
This is my moment.
It's my dream.
You know it.
Please, understand.
I can'! live without you.
It will be good for us to be apart.
It should only be a month...
Then, we'll see.
I didn't know... I didn't realise...
I would've taken care of you... I would've...
I know. I know.
Now I know.
It's a...
It's a 5 Star.
They didn't have a 6 Star.
I can'! take it on the plane.
Keep it for me.
For when you get back.
Come back soon.
Stop now.
Ship!
Make him stop, Ana!
Ana, stop, I love you!
She didn't stop.
Let's have a drink.
The one before last.
What is it?
You've got something with my sister.
I think she's great.
I see.
To Boca!
To Atletico!
Serrano ham.
I've never tried it.
This one's Ana's. You can look but not touch.
Anyway, you were vegetarian...
I was so many things!
What a goal!
- Who's that kid? - No idea.
I bet my uncle knows him.
Oh, my uncle! I forgot to call him!
Do you want to hear a live heart attack?
Call him.
While you're at it, ask him if he knows any kid who stands out...
You never give up, do you?
Seven months later.