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FICTIONAL SERIES INSPIRED BY PUBLICLY KNOWN FACTS.

IT DOES NOT INTEND TO BE A FAITHFUL PORTRAYAL OF REALITY.

[speaker screeching, scratches]

[distant clapping]

A big round of applause!

Please give it up for our champions!

They're the ones who brought glory to Colombian soccer!

Let's hear it!

[man] Yeah!

[cheering continues]

And now, let's hear a few words from the man who made this event possible.

Our benefactor!

-Please welcome Don Héctor Moncada! -[all applauding]

Thank you! Thank you, thank you! Thank you, thank you!

It is a great honor for me to be here next to these heroes.

Next to these boys who have held us up.

The team that made Antioquia vibrate!

-Go Antioquia! -[all cheering]

This is a humble homage.

It's a work of art made by the local fans.

Pass it to me.

Ugh, I can't talk without a drink.

-[scattered chuckles] -[gulps]

[exhales]

So less talk and more booze! Everyone drink up!

Unveil this shit for me!

[announcer] That's right! Give a loud applause for our champions!

[Moncada] Thank you, thank you! Yeah, golazo! Thank you.

[announcer] And now, get ready for live music!

[cumbia music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[Moncada] I didn't know we were from the same neighborhood.

Well, it's just that you left a really long time ago.

No, I love my community,

but you have to leave in order to progress.

Come dance!

No, no, I can't dance.

Who gives a fuck? I can't dance either.

[Quique groans]

[cumbia music continues]

[inaudible]

["La Cuna Blanca" playing]

[music halts abruptly]

[all chuckling]

He does this, motherfucker.

[sniffles, exhales]

[boys continue indistinctly]

[boy 2] Look who's here now. Oh no.

-[boy 1] Look at him, look at him. -[boy 2] Oh no.

-[boy 3] Look who it is. -Hey, man, thanks a lot.

-You're welcome. Have a nice evening. -Buh-bye.

-[boys clamoring] -[boy 3] Oh God, look who just arrived.

[boy 1 whistles] Hey, we gotta be careful.

There he is, there he is. What up, fool? Huh?

-Now you've come to the right place. -What's up?

[boy 3] You good or what?

We left you a little note, and we haven't heard back at all.

What little note, man? You think I'm here to support you bums?

-"Support us bums?" Did I hear that right? -[Higuita] Yeah, you heard me right.

See, we protect the neighborhood, asshole.

You protect the neighborhood, my ass. That's for the police.

-But the police don't do shit here, man. -[boys chuckle]

And what are you guys good for?

[boy 1 chuckles]

-Look at this motherfucker, huh? -[boy 1] This guy's a trip.

You think you're so great. Larger than life.

No, that's how you see yourselves.

-Real men, huh? -[boy 2] Easy.

-This motherfucker's a smart-ass. -[boy 1 chuckles] Listen to him.

-[boy 3] Real smart. All right, partner. -You better get some sleep, you bums!

[boy 1] Get some sleep.

Yeah, you too motherfucker.

[boy 2] Idiot.

-Don't trip, motherfucker. -[boy 1] This guy's a trip.

[phone line ringing]

[Senator] Hello?

[Leonor] Senator, I'm practically sequestered.

How are you, Leonor?

These people have gone crazy.

Did you see they killed the governor?

Imagine what they would do to us.

So what are we gonna do?

Do you want to just wait with our arms crossed

while these people do whatever they want?

Not sure. Let me see what I can do.

But don't even think about calling the cops.

Senator…

are they keeping a watch on you too?

-I'll call you back, Leonor. Talk later. -[line ends]

[Leonor scoffs]

[lighter clicks]

[Quique sighs]

Hey, man…

How long have you been living here?

[Quique] Hmm.

Not very long.

I can tell.

There's nothing here.

Hey, is this a loan?

No, it's mine.

There's not even a refrigerator.

-You got nothing at all. -[Quique exhales]

No, it's… [inhales]

I train all the time. I haven't had time to buy things.

[woman chuckles]

[Quique exhales]

Give me the money. I'll set it up for you.

All this could belong to both of us.

[both chuckle]

That's if you would like it to be.

Why not?

Hey, listen.

[inhales]

Put it inside a little more?

[exhales] You want that?

All of it.

[both chuckle]

[moans]

[moans, breathes heavily]

[moans]

[both breathing heavily]

[Félix] The cartel war in Colombia has the country in turmoil.

The state of violence continues.

Bombs and attacks between one cartel and another

have resulted in thousands of structural damages,

and multiple lives lost in residential areas,

in commercial premises, car bombs, grenades to buildings…

The attacks have become a usual sight for residents.

There's no end in sight to the uncertainty felt by the citizens

who've opted to withdraw…

[Pacho] It is no secret that Colombia is a country made up of regions.

I've reached the conclusion that, um…

our style of play can be based on that concept.

For this reason, it is important to harmonically integrate

a certain element to the technical and tactical concepts of this team.

And this element is each regional uniqueness.

Let me give you an example. People from Antioquia.

People from Antioquia are known to be strong, hardened men, hardworking,

but above all, conservative.

And so that makes them ideal to play defense.

But combine it with the joy of Valle del Cauca, hmm?

With the firmness of people from Santander,

and the creativity of people from the coast,

then we end up with a team that is a synthesis of our country.

-[Hernán] Hmm. -[Pacho] Can you imagine that?

Now, it would also serve us as a unifying force

in these difficult times that our country needs.

-[Leonor] Hmm. -It's a sellable argument.

I believe the Federation will really like it.

Who are you going to call? Tell me.

[Hernán] Mmm. We have the list.

-[Hernán clears throat] -Here it is.

Ah, this is great.

Oh, but wait, Alex, there is something more.

There's more?

We want Barranquilla to be the next home for the National Team.

Do you know how Bogotá is going to squirm about that?

They are simply going to die.

You mean the Argentinians and the Uruguayans are gonna die

when they play against our team.

-[Alex] I want to see that. -[all chuckle]

Listen, victories are a bit like…

like the news in the paper.

The next day they're forgotten.

Why am I saying this?

Because I have two pieces of news to give you.

First one is that

I've been designated as manager of the National Team for Colombia.

-[all clapping] -[all players] Bravo, bravo!

[Hernán] You deserve it, Pacho.

Well, and the second one is that this team

will be the backbone of the team for Colombia.

[all applauding]

Go, Coach!

But… but wait a minute.

Listen up, listen up.

Be careful with easy wins.

No one here is guaranteed a spot.

No one. You'll have to fight for it.

You see, we have a great responsibility. Hmm?

And that is to qualify team Colombia for the World Cup.

Ms. Leonor, we have to take Gabito to the hospital.

-What's wrong? -He's not breathing well.

Come and see.

[gate squeaking]

[Leonor] Careful with all these steps. Go slow!

-[Uña] What's wrong? -[Leonor] We need to take him to the ER.

[Uña breathing heavily] I got him, I got him.

[Leti] Oh!

[Uña] Let's go.

[siren wailing]

Miss, please! I need your help!

My brother's having a respiratory failure. Can you please help me?

Yes, ma'am. Can I have the patient's documents?

Here's his card.

And medical history.

He's unable to breathe. Please, you've gotta help us!

Okay, ma'am. Please take a seat and we'll call you when--

What do you mean "take a seat"? Can't you see how he is?

[nurse] Calm down, please. We will follow the protocol.

[all screaming]

[Uña] What motherfuckin' protocol?

I'll kill you if anything happens to the kid.

[Leonor breathing shakily]

[nurse whimpering]

Where's the doctor?

-Huh? -[nurse] Over there.

Doctor! Doctor!

[indistinct chatter over radio]

Have a seat.

What took you so long, bro?

I've been training really hard to join the National Team.

You think they'd have someone like you on the National Team, fool? [chuckles]

I need you to keep this safe for me in the apartment.

[exhales] No.

No, man, we have a curfew. I can't take that with me.

That is why I called you, bro.

If the cops stop you, just do like last time.

Give them an autograph.

Hey, nobody can know you have this.

And the only one who can ask for it back is here.

Got it?

-Come on, take it. Go on. -[Quique sighs]

[monitor beeping]

[Leonor sniffles]

[exhales]

How's the boy?

[Leonor] Stable.

Thank you.

[Uña exhales]

Take me to your boss.

No, Ms. Leonor.

It's a very long trip.

Just do what you need to do.

-[upbeat rock music playing] -[girl 1] Whoo!

[all] ♪ Asshole! ♪

[all screaming]

[indistinct clamoring]

♪ Money! ♪

Whoo!

♪ Anguish! ♪

♪ Money! ♪

♪ Problems! ♪

♪ Money! ♪

♪ System…! ♪

-[girl 2] Whoo! -[door shuts]

-[girl 3] Fuck you, motherfucker! -[indistinct clamoring]

♪ Money! ♪

♪ Anguish! ♪

♪ Money! ♪

♪ Problems! ♪

♪ Money! ♪

[door opens]

[Uña] Let's go.

[man] Mrs. Leonor, how are you?

Please have a seat.

[man exhales]

What do you make of this?

I helped the political party you belong to.

It was quite some time ago already.

And since your political party owns the club today,

and they owe me a bunch of dough…

Well, I happen to need it urgently.

Well, then you should ask for this dough from the people who owe you.

And that is why I'm talking to you.

But that has nothing at all to do with the club.

What do you mean? Of course it does.

It has to do with the club, Mrs. Leonor,

because, in this city, everything and absolutely everybody

has something to do with me,

whether they like it or not.

How can you explain

that I'm hurting for cash

while they're just pissing my money away?

Can't have that.

It's not that simple, sir. The club has some legal statues--

No, no, no, Mrs. Leonor.

Do yourself a favor.

Don't give me all that bullshit about legal statues and all that

because I will get angry.

I need my money now.

Because, I'm telling you, there is a serious war coming.

Very serious.

And when that storm of bullets is raining down,

that's what I'm gonna need, right? Money.

That is why I need your help.

Do whatever you have to do.

I will give you some time.

And to show you I keep my word,

I'm going to remove the watch we have on you.

And do you know why?

Because you seem very tough to me.

Because you had the balls to come here and show your face.

Unlike that bunch of sons of bitches out there.

They must be shitting their pants right now, huh?

[soft dramatic music playing]

[Félix] The Colombian Police have detained three men

who apparently took part in murdering 19 people on a soccer field.

According to the authorities,

the three confessed having been hired by the Medellín Cartel.

The massacre took place Tuesday,

and it is believed the victims belonged to the rival cartel of Cali.

The attackers objectives seemed to have been to annihilate

the leaders of the Cali Cartel,

who apparently were attending the soccer game.

Good morning.

Um, first of all,

we would like to thank all of you for being here today.

COLOMBIA NATIONAL TEAM

The list we're about to reveal

is those who are called to be part of the Colombian Team.

This is the fruit of all the effort put in by the managerial and strategic teams.

But I also want to make clear that this is part of a process, right?

An evolving process that will not end until we reach our first objective…

NATIONAL TEAM COACH

…to make it to the World Cup in Italy.

Here's a list of our players.

-René Higuita… -[Higuita] Yes!

…Freddy Rincón,

Bernardo Redín,

Wilmer Cabrera,

Leonel Álvarez…

[Leonel] That's right, motherfuckers!

…Carlos Mario Hoyos.

-Carlos Valderrama, Luis Carlos Perea… -[Perea] Yes!

…Arnoldo Iguarán,

Andrés Escobar.

[Andrés breathes deeply]

It's the list of players selected for the National Team.

Does anyone have any questions?

[all cheering, applauding]

[indistinct clamoring]

[Quique scoffs]

[all continue cheering, chanting]

-[Cumbia music playing] -[Andrés] Look at that. Perfect.

-[Pamela chuckling] -[Andrés] Oh, it's you.

-Would you like a drink, my love? -[Pamela] Mm-mm.

[Pacho] Hey, Andrés, how's your brother doing?

Coach, uh, he went to play for Sporting in Barranquilla.

Ah, good for him.

-[Pacho] He's a great player. -[Hernán] Very good.

[Pacho] It's a pity we didn't have him on the team.

[Pamela] It would've been nice to see them play together.

[Hernán chuckles] Yes, because when they're on opposite teams,

-man, they beat each other up. -[all chuckle]

-[Pamela] That's bad. -I was just going by what you taught me.

-[doorbell rings] -I'll get the door, Dad.

-[Quique] Flaco! Flaco! -[Andrés] Hey, Quique!

-[Quique] Flaco! -Yo, yo! It's so good to see you.

So good, for real.

Hey, do you know this guy is the only one who deserves to be selected?

It's only because you're fond of me.

-Nice to meet you, man. I'm Jhon Jairo. -A pleasure to meet you.

I hope this is okay. I wasn't sure what you bring

-for rich people, you know? -You didn't have to. This is perfect.

-[Jhon] Okay, I'm glad. -Thanks a lot for the thought.

-[Jhon] Ah… [chuckles] -Yeah.

-Come in, come in, come in, come on in. -Ah, let's go, then.

-It's so nice to see you. -I know, so cool.

-So what's up? -Oh, I'm doing good. Are you good?

Well, how do I look?

Oh, no, well, you look really great.

It's just you may way want to take a breath and calm down

because Coach is here.

The coach is here? That motherfucking black--

No, no, no, no. Calm down, calm down. Take it easy.

My girl is there, my dad…

You know what? Fuck you too, motherfucker! You snitch!

-[Jhon] Hey, hey, shh, shh! -[Quique] You bastard! Fuck you too!

[Jhon] Come here, idiot. Don't ruin the party, fool.

Don't be stupid.

-It's okay. Come on out. -Take it easy. He calmed down.

-What's happening, Coach? -[Andrés] It's nothing.

-What's up, Quique. How you doing? -[Quique] Me?

I'm fucking bored like a poor bastard.

-[Quique chuckles] -Hey, Quique. Quique, relax, man. Enough.

[Quique] I'm not hungry.

These motherfuckers don't call me to be part of the team.

Why'd you do that? Huh? Calm down, my man.

-Have some respect! -[Higuita] Calm down, man.

You cocksuckers are sucking so hard on these little bastards' little cocks.

-[Hernán] Enough. Have some respect! -[Higuita] Relax, man.

-I trained like a motherfucker… -[Jhon] That's enough.

…and you assholes never even called me!

-[Andrés exhales] I'll be right back. -No, please don't go.

Stop that crap. Hey, look. You know what?

-Why don't you go kill them? -[Quique breathing heavily]

Go on, kill them.

Then kill yourself so you stop acting up, asshole!

[Andrés] Enough. Cut this crap!

That's enough. Respect my home.

Just a minute.

You idiot. Let's go!

Grandma, what is it? What happened?

-Huh? -[Grandma whimpers] They broke in.

-[Higuita] What do you mean? -They locked me up in the bathroom.

Did they harm you?

Just scared me.

But look, they took everything we own, darling.

[sobbing]

No…

[continues sobbing]

[upbeat rock music playing]

[Higuita] What's your problem, motherfucker?

-[metal rod clanks] -[boy 1] Whoa! Hey!

What the hell's your problem?

Is that how brave you are? Breaking into an old lady's house?

-What's your problem, motherfucker? Huh? -[boy 2] Fuck you, man!

[boy 1] Want us to beat you up, you bastard? Is that it?

Come on, then. Bring it on!

[Higuita] You come here if you're so brave, you son of a bitch!

[boy 1] You little cunt! You'll get what's coming for you!

You fucking bastard! I'm waiting for you!

Yeah, very brave of you to break in when I'm not even home.

-That's enough. -[boy 1] Let me beat you up!

[Higuita] You fucking coward! You think you're a man?

-Come face me then, bitch! -[boy 1] I'll hurt you, bitch!

You must be very happy now that your player's value is growing

after they've made the National Team.

-I am delighted. -I'm glad.

That is precisely why I've come to see you.

I need to sell a couple of players.

Really? Now why would you do that?

The debts of Agudelo.

Oh my God.

So who are you thinking?

Advise me.

Oh no. If you're asking for advice, I say don't sell, period.

One does not sell when stocks are on the rise.

At least not yet.

Wait until the qualifiers.

What if we make it to the World Cup?

And if we do well in Italy?

No, no, no. That's too far in the future. I need to sell right away.

The only ones who could buy right now are Millonarios or América.

Bummer because I don't do business with either of them.

Then I suggest you start promoting them.

Give them exposure, publicity, press interviews.

You need to bring them to events and all that.

But most of all, make the most of their image.

Look at René.

Higuita is wild. He attracts crowds.

I think maybe Andrés, no? He would present a bit better.

Well, the first time Andrés played soccer was right here in this house.

Right back there in the patio, right?

-[reporter] Is this true? -Yes, yes, that's right.

I used to practice free kicks from the dining room to the backyard.

I used the chairs to play defense.

-Remember that? [chuckles] -[Dario] Of course.

[reporter] Such creativity must've earned him some spankings, no?

[Dario] Well, his mom…

Gosh, he was constantly ruining her plants,

but she was very patient because, Andrés, he was a spoiled one.

-[Andrés chuckles] -That is no secret.

But, unfortunately, well, she's left us.

Well, thank you very much. Cut.

Can I offer you a drink or something to eat?

Uh, well, sure. Thank you.

Well, let me run to the store then.

-Get something good. -Thank you, sir.

[Dario] Okay, okay.

-Andrés, did you always play defense? -No.

Well, back in school, I played as a midfielder.

-Oh. -I was perfectly happy, but…

a coach told me to try to play defense because of my abilities,

my height, and my style of play.

Well, I tried it, and I liked it.

You were cute since you were little.

-I was always the good-looking one. -[both chuckle]

-[reporter] What's this? -[Andrés] My first communion.

-[reporter] What's with the haircut? -[Andrés chuckles]

It was called "the Humberto haircut."

-We would get it when we misbehaved. -Okay.

-[reporter] But you… -[Andrés] I was behaving then.

-[bomb explodes] -[sirens wailing]

-[dog barking] -[people screaming]

[sirens wailing]

Oh my God. My dad, my dad!

Dad, are you okay?

-[Dario] I'm fine. -Andrés, pardon me.

Uh, Andrés, please. Let's finish the interview later.

-Let me see what's going on out there. -Sure.

-Okay. Be careful. Keep your eyes open. -Take care. You too.

-What happened? -A major explosion is what happened.

Let me help you. Come in.

Would you like some water? Some tea?

-No, I need a stiff drink. -Come, I'll pour you one.

Who were they trying to kill with those bombs?

Why don't they kill each other instead?

These are innocent people.

Could be an old lady walking by, or even a kid, you know,

on their way back from school.

Or even you, Dad.

What if you'd gone to get the snacks a block further?

What would've happened?

Well, my son, see,

in a war, the first thing that dies is the truth.

In time we will find out what is really going on here.

Or why it's happening.

[exhales]

No, Coach, things in the hood are getting complicated.

[Pacho] In Castilla?

But that's a regular neighborhood. You just know your way around.

To be perfectly honest, they're extorting me.

What do you mean? Seriously?

Yes, Coach, they're screwing me over.

And to tell you the truth, I'm scared.

If that's what you're going through, my advice to you, René,

is that you go to the cops immediately.

But what for? Cops don't do anything around there.

But, René, you're no longer an average guy.

You're the goalkeeper for the team of Colombia.

They have an obligation to protect you.

Hold on a minute.

There. These are the agents that were investigating

Mr. Agudelo's murder.

Give them a call.

They can help you.

[agent] These guys are from Poncho's gang.

There's about 30 of these motherfuckers.

Thirty?

What can I do so that they leave me in peace?

[agent exhales]

There are two ways, René.

First one is to take them through the legal system for extortion.

But you'll be fighting a wasp nest.

-And before justice is done… -[Higuita sighs]

…these guys are gonna come after you from all sides.

After you and all your family.

The other option is…

extermination.

Extermination?

I'm not exterminating anyone.

You have to exterminate each of them.

You cannot leave any part of that serpent alive, René.

[dramatic music playing]

You know what?

I think it's best to leave things as they are.

-Thank you, man. God bless you. -Thank you.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[Moncada] You cannot imagine how hard I had to work to buy this house.

I had to work really hard.

And sweat and be sly until I saved enough.

Then I bought it, René. Do you like it?

-[woman] We love it. -[Higuita] Of course.

[Moncada] Well, that makes me very happy because I want my friends to be well.

And, René, you know I am very fond of you.

So, listen to me carefully.

Move in here, and if you don't like the house,

-return it to me. -[Grandma] René…

This here, this is a gigantic house. [sighs]

Cleaning up in here would take forever.

[Moncada chuckles] No, ma'am, you don't have to do the housekeeping.

The goalkeeper of the Colombia National Team

must be able to hire an employer too.

Or how can you manage such a house?

Ms. Ana, this is such a beautiful house.

You'll have so much more peace and comfort here than in the hood.

Well, for sure, I'll have more peace here, but… [scoffs]

What if I want to meet up for a little teatime and chat with friends?

If that's the problem, just give me a call. I'll come for tea.

-We can chat and be good friends. -[all chuckle]

René, son, here are the house keys.

I have to travel for quite some time, but when I'm back,

we can do the paperwork, talk business, and remain friends.

All right. If you don't come back, I'll sell it.

[chuckles] Even better, more money.

Come here.

[inhales] Don't you let any goals through.

Ma'am, it was a pleasure.

-God bless you, for real. Thank you. -Aw, same to you.

Ms. Ana, enjoy the house. Make yourself at home.

[Ana] Thank you, Mr. Moncada.

[Moncada] See you later, then.

See you later. Wow, my love. Come walk around.

It's so beautiful! I can't believe it!

[reporter] They've also told us that they call you "The mad one."

Yeah, that's right, because I have some moves

that only a madman would do.

[both chuckle]

And what has been your wildest moment playing soccer?

-Well, I haven't done it yet. -What is it?

[chuckles] Here, take this.

Throw the ball at me.

-Me? -Yeah, throw the ball.

-Hold this. -But you gotta throw it really high.

[reporter] Okay, go on.

Ready?

Oh wow!

So what do you call this move you just did?

I call it "The Scorpion."

Come on, boys.

Let's get this fire started, boys.

[Andrés] Hey, get out of my way!

[Hernán] Come on for the photo.

-Get settled, Pacho. Ratica! -[Perea] Hey!

-[Andrés] No, no, no. -[Leonel] Get in the middle.

[photographer] Okay, everyone, look at the camera.

One,

-two… -[camera shutter clicks]

Here we go.

One…

-[camera shutter clicks] -And one last one. One, two…

[camera shutter clicks]

[dramatic sting]

[fans cheering, chanting]

♪ Olay, olay, olay, olay ♪

Andrés!

Andrés!

Andrés!

[fans continue chanting indistinctly]

[Iván] Watch out, Chalo. Colombia on the attack.

And once again, we are on the move.

And it looks like we're coming right down the field.

A quick pass over.

I think he's gonna be able to dribble around that defender.

Oh! And a quick pass over to the left. And right back to him right in the center.

And he's gonna put it in, he's gonna put it in!

-Goal! -[crowd cheering]

He's from my team, Colombia, Chalo! Palomo Usurriaga!

-It was perfect! One point for Colombia… -Goal! Goal!

-…zero for Israel! -[players clamoring]

[Chalo] Palomo has stepped closer to celebrate the score!

We have half our ticket, now we need the other half.

It is crucial to get back in the World Cup after 28 years of absence.

[dramatic sting]

AWAY GAME

[dramatic sting]

What you're asking us is complicated.

The boys just qualified for the World Cup.

And now their mind is on Tokyo International.

No, that is much too long.

We're sixth in the local tournament. For God's sake, Francisco.

You understand me?

I need these boys to be champions so their value goes up.

But why are you in such a rush to sell them now?

Because I have to.

No, I have no choice.

You cannot imagine how much debt we have.

What about the money from winning the Libertadores?

No, that was nothing. Barely enough to cover a few costs.

Making a winning team costs a lot of money, Francisco.

[sucks teeth] Come on.

I'm asking you to be honest with me, hmm?

Why are you in such a rush?

Who's behind all of this?

No one.

[Quique and woman breathing heavily]

[door thuds]

[woman shrieks]

-[Quique] Hey, what's going on here? -[man 1] Nothing, bro. Ignore us.

[man 2] Do your thing.

Quique, who are these guys?

Huh?

Calm down.

What are they doing here, man?

I'm keeping something for them.

[woman] What in the hell?

Look at that. Look at that!

Keep calm.

"Calm"?

Quique…

Hey, Quique!

Oh!

-How do you open this shit? Huh? -Calm down. Calm yourself.

Look, nothing here, nothing here.

-Nothing's going on, okay? -Nothing's going on? Then what's in there?

I don't know. That's enough.

[Higuita] Grandma!

Grandma!

Grandma!

[reporter 2] …from the M-19, Carlos Pizarro was murdered on a plane.

[Higuita] Grandma?

…the ex-presidential candidate…

-Grandma, I was looking for you. -Oh, my darling.

-[Higuita chuckles] -[Grandma exhales]

How did it go?

Fine, Grandma.

I missed you so much.

I missed you too, Grandma.

Want a bite, Son?

That girl Daisy has been a guardian angel.

-For real? -Yes. Praise the Lord. Really.

If it wasn't for that girl,

I would've died here of boredom and loneliness.

Who's gonna come all the way here to say hello?

Not even the buses come here.

I think you'll get used to it in time.

[Grandma] Mmm.

I don't know when that'll be. Dear God.

Listen, René…

Who lived here before?

I have no idea, Grandma. I think Moncada.

Hmm.

Why, Grandma?

I feel some very strange energy in this house.

-[chuckles] "Energy"? -No, really.

I think something really bad happened here.

[reporter 3] In downtown Medellín, they have killed referee Álvaro Ortega.

Just after 11 at night,

he was shot to death a few blocks from the Nutibara Hotel.

Ortega was then taken to the Soma Clinic, where he was pronounced dead on arrival.

-[Andrés chuckles] I did not get that. -[Pamela chuckles] Yeah, right.

[door slams shut]

-Come in. -[Dario] Andrés!

[Andrés sighs] What's up?

Dear God.

Where have you been?

Uh, no, well, Pam got me from the airport, and then… Where did we go?

[both chuckle]

I don't find it funny.

I don't find it funny. I know your teammates are home already.

Yeah, so what?

They killed Álvaro Ortega, the referee.

[Leonor] How can they do this to us?

[Alex] For God's sake, they killed a referee. This is serious.

Yes, yes, I know that, but if we're going to cancel a game

every time someone gets murdered in this country,

then we can forget about soccer once and for all!

This was done by the Medellín Cartel, Leonor.

And this is what they sent to intimidate me. This!

[exhales]

These are the clothes Álvaro Ortega was wearing the day he was murdered.

Now do you understand the situation? Hmm?

They took soccer from us.

Basically, the game we're going to play in December, the final,

is gonna be people's only chance to enjoy a game of soccer.

I also don't want you to get scared by the rival we're playing.

[Andrés] Can't let them…

cook us.

-[murmurs] -[all chuckle]

Apologies, Coach.

Milan, yes.

They're a well-seasoned team, as you know, with much history and pomp.

But there's this.

We both have something in common.

The ball.

If at any time the game stops for a reason, there's a call,

keep your eyes on the ball.

Let me rephrase.

The only moment you look away from the ball

is when the referee blows his whistle at the end and grabs it with his hands.

Then you can look elsewhere.

Is that clear?

Okay, boys. Come on, let's go. Stay alert. Come on!

Come on! Go on, get on with it. Go on.

[woman] Damn fucking… [grunts]

[exhales]

[Quique] Hey, love!

-My love! -Hey, baby.

Look, Jhon Jairo got me a gig with Envigado.

I'm so happy for you!

I'm so happy for you! What's this?

Envigado needed to reinforce their team to get to the first division.

And you're the fucking reinforcement.

-Right? -[Quique] Yes.

He has great trust in me.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

I don't have the money.

My only way was to sell players, and we have no tournament.

I don't think he'll take this news well, my dear Ms. Leonor.

Because the boss is really on edge these days.

With special operations on his heel and the Cali Cartel as well,

this news is gonna feel like he got kicked in the nuts.

I imagine that murdering a few more referees is how he relaxes?

Let me give you a piece of advice.

Make certain you honor the commitments you make to the boss.

He's got eyes everywhere.

[reporter 4] The history of Colombian aviation

has been split in two parts.

Last Monday, Avianca's Boeing 727 heading to Cali

exploded over the rural district of Soacha in the south of Bogotá.

-[indistinct chatter] -[Pacho] What's going on? Why the delay?

Pacho, they still won't let us in.

And more than one doesn't want to travel.

They're scared.

They blew up that plane two weeks ago, and now this operation?

What are we supposed to think?

-[indistinct chatter over intercom] -[Hernán sighs]

How you guys doin'?

[Perea] We're really tense, Coach.

Such a long flight.

And we can't stop thinking they might just decide to blow us up.

-We're going to arrive full of cramps. -Let's not look at it this way.

If they wanted us dead, we'd be gone already.

We're living in a country loaded with violence.

Believe me, I know.

I'm not talking about getting used to bullets and bombs,

but we can't fall prey to fear.

In this moment, we need to cooperate with the authorities

so they can do their job, and we can get out fast.

Should we cooperate?

-[Leonel] Yes, we have to. -Let's cooperate, please.

[indistinct chatter over radio]

Wow, Pacho, what did you say to convince them?

I've been trying this whole time.

I'm not sure.

I gotta convince myself 'cause I'm also shitting my pants.

All of us.

GOD SPEAKS TODAY THE BIBLE

[Andrés] Ratica?

Rata?

What's up, Flaco? What is it?

Ratica, I'm sorry. I forgot my insoles.

Ah, shit. You fucked up.

I know. I thought for sure I had packed them.

What do we do?

Calm down. As soon as we get there, I will sort it out.

Yeah? You sure?

Calm down and get some rest.

Okay. Thank you.

No worries, boy.

[phone ringing]

-[phone continues ringing] -[Pacho groans]

Hello?

-[woman] Mr. Maturana? -[Pacho] Mm-hmm.

There's a long-distance call for you.

[man] Pacho, congratulations.

Uh, who… who is this?

Listen, I wish you the best of luck for the game.

Win or lose, you guys are tough.

We are really proud of you.

Thank you very much, but who is this speaking?

I want you to know you have all my admiration

for upholding the name of Antioquia Federal.

Keep on going! Over here, we're giving our lives for the same cause.

Good luck, Coach.

[player 1] I can't do this again. I'd rather go home.

-Ah, man, ah. -[player 2] That's right.

-[Hernán] Listen up, everybody! -There's Andrés. Andrés!

He's great. He has a lot… a lot of great qualities.

-[Leonel] Go at it! -[Hernán] Pressure!

-[Hernán] That's it! -[Andrés] Leo!

-[Hernán] Cross it. -[Andrés] Hey, goalie, play it!

[Higuita] Go, Perea! Go, Perea!

-[Andrés] Here, here. -[Higuita] Get it, get it.

-[player 3] Watch your back! -[Hernán] Keep up the pressure, guys!

-[Andrés groans in pain] -[Perea] You all right? Aw, man.

-[whistle blows] -[Andrés groans]

-[Higuita] What happened? -[Leonel] You okay?

-[player 3] Shake it off. -[Perea] No, I did not touch him, Coach.

[Andrés groans]

[Winston] Move it.

-Move your foot. -[Higuita] Can you stand on it?

[Andrés whimpers]

[Andrés exhales]

-[Winston] Get up slowly. -[Hernán] Keep playing, boys. Come on.

[Winston] There you go. Can you put it down?

Let's try.

[Andrés groans]

-You're gonna have to take it easy. -Yes.

-[Hernán] This was mine! -[Higuita] Come on!

[Winston] You're very lucky your tendon did not rupture

and you don't have a fracture.

-But look, you can't play tomorrow. -[Andrés chuckles]

What do you mean? I gotta play no matter what.

Listen, you have a second-degree sprain, Andrés.

Yes, but I've played with a sprain before, so…

[Leonor] We're not talking about a game here,

we're talking about your entire career.

Listen, this is not new to me.

I've been dealing with this since I was 15.

Pushing through, taking painkillers. Tell them.

How long have I been using insoles to improve my footwork? Since when?

No, I'm not gonna bend down, particularly against Milan.

Tell me, Winston, what other alternatives do we have?

Well, the other option is to inject him with cortisone and a painkiller

just before the game.

But, afterwards, you will have to follow a very particular physiotherapy.

And I can't guarantee you'll be able to play in the World Cup.

Think about it carefully.

[sniffles]

Coach, I want to play.

[Pacho] When one is a professional player,

one places a lot of value on these opportunities.

If Andrés doesn't play this game, he will not forgive himself.

[Leonor] Listen, he's practically sold to a European team already.

It's a lot of money.

We're putting the team in jeopardy simply because of a player's whim.

What do you mean by "whim"? This is not a whim.

He follows a different logic than you politicians.

You see, he's an athlete.

What are athletes after? After glory. Hmm?

Why don't you ask him if he'd rather have money or this game?

-See what he says. -Oh, this is so touching, Francisco.

It's really beautiful that you have this vision of the game

in getting all romantic and whatnot.

But do I need to remind you you can't risk our income?

Listen, Leonor,

I really don't understand your haste in selling off players,

and I'm not interested in finding out.

But let me be clear.

See, my job is to be a mentor and protect these kids

and their soccer careers.

Help them to choose what is best for them.

-And that is exactly what I just did. -[elevator chimes]

[dramatic sting]

[announcer speaking Japanese]

-[Andrés exhales] -[Winston] Okay, Andrés,

this injection will help with the inflammation,

and it will take the pain away for at least an hour,

at most, an hour and a half.

When the effect wears off, you need to be replaced

because the pain will be unbearable.

-Got it? -[Andrés] Got it.

[Andrés exhales]

[groans]

[inhales sharply]

[Andrés exhales]

[Andrés exhales]

[exhales]

[exhales]

[exhales]

[exhales]

Game is on.

[crowd cheering]

[Iván] The score is zero to zero. Zero for Nacional, zero for Milan.

A hundred and eighteen minutes into this demanding match, Chalo,

and it smells like penalties!

[Chalo] Two very similar teams.

The short kicks school in its fullest expression.

Arrigo Sacchi with Milan, Europe's number one champion.

And the team of Maturana and Bolillo,

the team with the largest advantage in South American soccer.

[Iván] Watch out, Milan on the attack.

Andrés gets there first. And it's a foul!

Dangerous free kick in favor of Milan.

[Chalo] A long ball coming from the midfield.

Player Andrés Escobar arrived a bit late, and that's when the foul happened.

Very dangerous. Close to the goal area.

Andrés Escobar seems to be in pain.

Yes, indeed. He seems to be walking with some difficulty.

The excellent midfielder of the Colombian team.

Flaco, go to the left, man! Flaco, look at me, dammit!

How much is left? How much time?

Keep up, keep up. It's about a minute more.

[Higuita] Flaco, come on!

[Chalo] Milan is getting the ball ready.

-[Higuita] Move to the left! -[Andrés] Push 'em out!

[Higuita] It will not be enough, man!

Everyone is pushing, the Italians, the Colombians.

-Watch out. Oh, here goes Evani. -[Iván] Here's the kick.

It hits the post. Goal!

Incredible, Chalo. Milan scores.

[Chalo] This feels like a bucket of cold water, ladies and gentlemen.

The clock had almost run out.

We were starting to worry about penalty kicks.

The Colombian dream is over. Milan has won.

Atlético Nacional has lost, Colombian soccer has lost.

Motherfuckers!

These fools lost the game.

Yeah, but they were playing Milan.

They needed bigger balls.

Get dressed. We're going out to dinner.

No, darling, I feel like staying in.

I'm not staying here. They played like bastards.

Those motherfuckers sucked.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[soft banging]

[grunts]

Motherfucking God.

[dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music continues]

[music ends]

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