A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
CÁDIZ, SPAIN 1992
My love, Mass is starting in ten minutes.
We should be going.
How can I help? What do you need?
Nothing, thanks.
Listen...
Why don't you go on without me?
-What? -I have to speak with Hugo.
I'll see you there. Okay?
Why didn't you let Mossad finish the investigation?
All we did is lose time and we're back where we started.
-I don't know what to say.
-I wanted to help you. Give you something. -No.
You had no right to contact him without getting my permission.
They told me less than a year ago, they saw her coming out of a bank.
That's pretty good news, I think.
It's not good news until I can find my mother.
This week you have a meeting with the guy from the Mossad.
Try to stay positive.
Let's get going.
Let's pray for our brother, Luis Rey,
and for all of the deceased we have known and loved.
Let us pray to the Lord.
We pray to you, Lord.
The Lord, who is a resplendent light,
illuminates our darkness and guides our way to hope
until we reach the realm of nightless clarity
and peace.
We are gathered here today to pray for the eternal rest
of our brother Luis Rey,
whom the Lord has called to his presence.
We pray for infinite mercy
so he can reach his place of peace and light.
We also pray for his family.
For their faith in the risen Jesus Christ to be true comfort.
Afternoon.
-And the money? -We already paid you, buddy.
Half of it. -It's what we agreed on.
Well, now I want double.
Listen, the money that we gave to you
is all that we owed you.
You're not gonna receive one penny more for the rest of your life, you get that?
Take care, kid. I have to go to Madrid, but I'll see you soon. Okay?
Hey...
I promise I'm gonna be much closer to you.
Come here, come on.
Micky?
Can we talk?
Doc.
Can you take them, please?
Thanks.
I should've warned you when I found out your father wasn't well.
No, you don't have to apologize.
I really want you to know that all I've ever wanted
is to take care of our family.
I know...
that you didn't come to see Sergio
because you didn't want to see your father.
Luis is my son and I'll of course always miss him.
But he--
he was a... very difficult man, no denying it.
You're not to blame for having spent so little time with your brother.
But the truth is...
...you hardly know each other.
Sergio's gonna live with me.
Pardon?
-Sergio is living with me. -Oh, really?
And why?
What do you have that he can't get here?
Do you think I'm gonna let my brother grow up in the same environment I did?
Ah, Micky.
Stop talking about your childhood as if it were some big tragedy.
At 11, you made more than all of Cádiz.
-I don't want him near Tito. -Tito is his uncle.
What do you mean by that?
I'm going to Madrid to speak with a lawyer.
And then I'm taking Sergio.
MEDITERRANEAN SEA, 2005
♪ I have succumbed To this passive sensation ♪
♪ Peacefully falling away ♪
♪ I am the zombie Your wish will command me ♪
♪ Laugh as I fall to my knees ♪
♪ Bring it back ♪
♪ Sing it back ♪
♪ Bring it back ♪
♪ Sing it back to me ♪
♪ Bring it back ♪
♪ Sing it back ♪
♪ Bring it back ♪
♪ Sing it back to me ♪
♪ Sing it back, sing it back Sing it back, back, back... ♪
Cheers!
♪ Sing it back, bring it back Sing it back to me... ♪
Micky, I know that you hate talking business right before concerts.
But we have to talk. We really gotta--
Look, I went on vacation. We're gonna do the tour and that's it.
Yeah, but, bro, Joe and I haven't had a break,
we weren't bathing with Russians in the Mediterranean.
They were Swedish.
You're an asshole.
Come on.
I'll give you some vacation time after the tour.
Micky, we've made almost 90 million on the tour.
When you gonna stop?
Never.
Huh! Yes!
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Huh, huh! ♪
♪ When I met you ♪
♪ How could I forget? ♪
♪ With your body and attitude ♪
♪ You're spectacular ♪
♪ By how great you look ♪
♪ Huh! Hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ What a woman! ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ When I go out for a walk ♪
♪ And I want to focus ♪
♪ Your voice is on my mind ♪
♪ And seduces my reason ♪
♪ By how great you look ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ What a woman! ♪
♪ Come here ♪
♪ Stop making me suffer ♪
♪ Only you ♪
♪ Have this great virtue ♪
♪ By your side ♪
♪ I feel like living ♪
♪ Because the world spins And you know it's thanks to you ♪
♪ By how great you look ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
So much for a getting vacation?
Dude, why are you so surprised?
You should be used to it.
-All set? Ready.
Great.
Can't you see it's always like this?
It screwed everyone but Luis.
Joe. Just relax.
How can I?
-We can't even go to another state.
He goes to Greece, on a Concorde.
It's been five years since anyone's flown on a Concorde.
He has. What do you wanna bet?
Fine, but you forget he's your boss.
If your boss wants to keep touring, we keep touring.
That's it. All right? Please.
-Hey, hold up, hold up. -Dammit!
-If we're not getting a vacation-- -Mm-hm?
Why don't we at least look for more dates?
-Make more money. -We can't do it.
He starts recording the album in a month. There's not enough time.
Can't fit any more shows. Okay?
Come on, let's go to work.
-Son of a bitch. -Great, thanks.
See you in Mexico.
I can stay if you want. I don't mind.
See you in a few days.
Mm-hm.
I'm sorry about the wait. -It's okay.
Uhh... Your manager...
asked me to give him any information I had gathered up to this point.
I was very clear that this was, and still is,
an ongoing investigation.
-Yeah. -The woman at the bank.
It wasn't her.
I'm sorry.
According to our sources...
this woman's name is Alma Ferré.
She used your mother's passport to access
one of her two remaining bank accounts last month.
I don't know her.
This is just one lead, Mr. Gallego.
There's no reason to lose hope.
I've heard that before.
I work for Mossad.
I'll find her.
Believe me.
Good morning. Hello, Dulce.
Everything good?
-Good morning. Hi, Lety. -Good morning. How are you?
-This place is a mess. -I know.
Gonna see if I can get it handled.
Yeah, well, this should already be done.
-Fresh coffee? -Yes, please.
Come in. -May I?
Of course.
I have terrible news.
What is it?
I am not gonna croak.
-Come on, you asshole.
Not funny!
You don't have to do chemotherapy?
-No. -That's it?
They told me that after an operation, I'll be all right.
-And what else? -I have to stop smoking.
So, why are you smoking?
I can't stop right now, I'll stop after the operation.
For God's sake, after this crappy move is done.
- It's comin' along. -Coming along? It's a disaster.
It looks like a construction site. We can't see anyone in this office.
-Ah, okay... -Uh...
How's the new position coming along?
Hugo, why do you wanna hire more people?
Because I want more help, more people.
Look at these offices.
I need a promoter to work here with us, but also off-site remotely.
And I want the interviews to start this week.
-I'll start looking for candidates. -Good.
RIVER, CHAMPION OF THE AMERICAS
-This is mine. -Yeah.
Hugo.
That's great news.
Thank you.
Listen to me.
You're 100 times more talented than all these kids.
Think about your brother and your father, you know.
You're a Gallego, you are the son of Luis Rey.
You have the art inside you, right?
Sergio.
All right, now. Go in and show them what you've got.
Come on.
♪ Ave Maria ♪
♪ Gratia plena ♪
I'm sorry, but the boy belongs to Matilde.
What do you mean belongs? He's my brother.
I know that.
But that's what your father demanded. There isn't much we can do about it.
And there's nothing I can arrange so I can bring him along with me?
You told me your uncle is a bad influence on the boy.
Understatement.
Well, that's our angle,
but I need you to find something for me, something I can work with.
Some proof.
José, think about it.
It's a great place, it's a great location.
It doesn't even have a name yet.
Aah... I don't know. I don't know.
There's other ones around the corner, Aurelio.
Let's agree on a price.
We're in Colombia, not Mexico. What do you say?
-I say that it's closer. -So, what, then?
Look, Aurelio, this is our last concert here.
-Okay. -I don't know.
I don't think the boss wants to do another show.
Not unless the offer really stands out, okay?
And... how much are we talking?
Hi, ladies.
-Ten. -Ten?
Look, Aurelio, don't waste my time, okay?
What do you think a Luis Miguel concert's worth?
Eight.
Because I'm in a good mood.
You really wanna talk about this, 'cause he's tired.
It's one more show. Come on. We're not doing a fucking Ironman.
It's obvious you're not in charge of scheduling.
What're you trying to say? Tour manager doesn't work?
That I go out and get him shrimp tacos whenever he wants?
Okay, Joe, but listen.
Just listen to me.
We've never been in that venue. I'm not sure.
If it isn't top-notch, then we aren't gonna play there.
End of story.
Okay?
Haven't told you how much they're offering.
Mm-hm.
I don't care.
-What's up with you? Huh?
How about this.
Why don't you relax for a little, and then we'll talk. Okay?
Mauricio, I just want you to think about it.
For a second.
The offer is very much worth it.
Wanna hear it?
Fine, tell me.
Six big ones.
For one concert.
Shit.
-That's a lot of money. -Not too bad.
You sure?
All right, we'll talk to Micky. Okay?
I'll get him.
And I couldn't get my leg out!
MEXICO CITY, 1992
That's great, Patricio.
So, uh,
why don't we get to it, the reason you're here?
A master's in Boston, a second master's in Boston.
Lots of work. Really, your résumé is impressive.
Impressive if we're looking for a translator.
Wait a minute.
-Don't tell me you're a fan of River. We're fans.
Yeah. What a crime.
-No, no! What?
You're about to head in the wrong direction,
I'm telling you.
Name me just one decent player that comes from that team.
I could name you a hundred. Beto Alonso.
He's a joke. Come on, Beto Alonso.
Oh, my God, a joke? Beto Alonso?
Francescoli, Onega, Labruna--
All right, tell me one recent good player from Boca.
Ángel Clemente Rojas.
Rojitas. No, no way.
Nah.
No, no, but listen, we have to make this clear here,
there's no way I'm gonna hire someone that's a fan of Boca.
So, thank you very much for coming in. An absolute pleasure to meet with you.
Anyway, why are we even talking about soccer?
René called me about him.
We know you worked with René as well.
I hope that isn't gonna be a problem.
Actually, working for René is even worse than you liking Boca.
I won't take any more of your time.
You know what I'm capable of, they have my résumé,
and it would be an honor for me to work for Luis Miguel.
And for you, of course.
So, are you going to contact me?
-Or you want me to sign the contract now?
-Thank you, Patricio, thanks for coming. -My pleasure.
-I'll close the door. -Yes, thank you.
So, then?
We going with Mestre?
Let me think on it.
Are they sure it wasn't Mom at the bank?
One hundred percent, Alex.
They have pictures. It was someone else.
Look.
Oh, shit, Micky.
What?
This is the neighbor woman.
Whose neighbor?
You wouldn't know. You were never around. Her name's María.
She took care of the house next to Las Matas.
No, Alex, they told me what her name is. It's...
No, he's crazy. Or María changed her name. I don't know.
But I swear to you this is María.
Why was she taking money out of Mom's account?
I don't know.
But if she has Mom's passport, she must know where she is.
Maybe she sends her money, maybe she's protecting her.
We have to find out where she is, then we talk to her.
You know what? Go with Sergio.
I'll talk to the agent, figure out what we can do.
One step at a time, Alex.
One step at a time.
Let me get this straight.
First, you leave my company,
and now you're wanting me to help you get a new job?
Who do you want working with Luis Miguel?
You want me or some unknown guy?
Instead of offering the job to this Mestre,
why don't I pay you more?
Because I just don't want to work here.
Oh, I appreciate that. Thanks.
Offer Mestre the job in Monterrey.
-I know him, he's no idiot. -Ah, he's no idiot?
Wow, what a compliment. I'll hire him right now.
Offer him the job, I'll take care of the rest.
It helps you if I'm working at Publishow with Hugo and you know it.
Help me help you.
-Where's Micky?
Micky's busy right now, but he'll come over very soon.
Did Grandma tell you I'm gonna be in a commercial?
-You're gonna be in a commercial? -Yeah.
Who gave you permission to be in a commercial?
It's for a fun board game commercial, the flea one. You know it?
-I'm gonna sing too.
You're gonna sing?
-I don't get it.
-Why would you be singing? Hey.
Aren't you happy for him, Alex?
We took him to a casting and it went well-- mwah!
After that, it was no problem at all getting him an interview on TV.
So, this was set up by you?
Yeah, of course, what do you think?
You staying for dinner?
-I'll staying, yeah. -Great! That's nice.
It's with onion, the way you like it. Go on, hon.
-Thanks, Grandma. -Eat it while it's hot.
So, tell me about the casting, Sergio.
It was good. -I'm gonna get wine to celebrate.
[Bergson, in English] Sounds promising.
It seems that María Carrasco lives right here in Madrid.
Let me run things over with my team,
-and I'll get back to you. -No, uh--
Give me her address now, I--
I need her address. This cannot wait.
Let us take care of this, Mr. Gallego.
Listen. This woman used to live next door to me. She'll talk to me.
You have no idea whether she's on your side.
It's too risky.
I need her address now. This cannot wait, I'm sorry.
We'll just get that for you and me, and then none for the kids.
My dear Lalo Mestre.
-Pato. How are you?
-Great. Don't get up.
-It's so nice to see you. -How have you been?
Look, I brought you something.
All right.
-Marianuca. -How nice to see you.
How've you been? Good.
-You? You're stunning, as always.
Thanks. How're your parents?
They're great.
My mom saw your mom last week for Bridge.
She told me.
Those ladies are trouble when the cards come out.
They never change.
-And these girls must be Sofía and Renata. -Uh-huh.
They're the prettiest girls in the club.
Well, congrats, Lalo.
I heard you'll be taking that job at WEA in Monterrey.
That's a great gig.
Hmm?
In Monterrey? You didn't tell me that.
Everyone wants to hire your husband.
It's something that... I was gonna tell you about.
Well, I'll leave you and get back to my golfing,
but good luck to you, Lalo.
I wish you the best. You'll do great. See ya.
-Marianuca. Bye. -Bye.
Why didn't you say anything about this job?
Juliet, don't play with your food.
Didn't we go to Lima last year?
Been two years since we've gone to Lima.
What I'm saying is it's fine if we leave it until next summer.
Let's see.
What do we have in a week?
-The disco, the big-band Christmas. -[José] Yeah.
Right?
No problem because we'll be there on time.
-It's just one show, man.
But a stage we're unfamiliar with and a contract made at the last minute.
Don't forget that.
Micky, the musicians haven't stopped, they're exhausted.
Micky, you'll be the very first artist
that's from Mexico to play that auditorium.
In fact, the venue is so new, that they're looking for a name.
Imagine.
The "Foro Sol."
-Eh? -Shit, man. There already is a Foro Sol.
Fine, the "Foro Luis Miguel."
Whatever, that's not important.
What's important is the name is yours to pick out, man.
I'll go, but...
only if they pay double.
They're not gonna pay double.
They're paying us four times the amount we're currently charging today.
Four.
I'll put up 100.
Six fuckin' big ones, man.
[José sighs] Aah!
Take care of it, then. Make sure it's all good.
Count on it.
María. María.
Uh... Do you remember me?
What do you know about my mother?
Uh, Marcela?
Nothing ever since I stopped working at Las Matas.
Are you sure?
Yeah? Because I have proof here
less than a year ago.
You went to a bank to withdraw cash and you used my mother's passport.
-No, no. -María.
Tell me where she is or I'll call the police.
No, It's not the police that I'm afraid of.
Who then?
What's up, Micky?
What's going on? Are you okay?
Micky.
You all right?
Micky.
What happened?
It was Tito.
Huh?
That son of a bitch, man.
What about María?
He was paying her off.
He gave her the...
the passport to go to the bank.
One day in Las Matas...
Alex.
-When... -What?
She...
She heard screams.
One day at Las Matas.
When she went to the house...
Tito opened the door...
and he had blood all over his shirt.
We have to talk to that son of a bitch.
-Understand? -Okay.
Yeah.
We gotta get Sergio out of there.
How are you? Hey.
-How are you? -All right.
You'll all remember him as Luisito Rey's cousin.
And to our left, we have young Sergio Gallego Basteri.
Come over here. Come here.
-Closer. Come sit on my lap.
Your grandma takes care of you, right, Sergio?
Yeah.
And we all know your brother, Luis Miguel?
Yeah, I just saw him.
Ah--
Your uncle says you're going to sing a song for us.
He... -Yes.
...sings like an angel, my friend.
-Yeah? Well, all right, let's see.
Go ahead, Sergio, and sing for us. Huh?
♪ There's something ♪
♪ Within us ♪
♪ Pretty as the sky ♪
♪ Big like the ocean ♪
♪ And that something ♪
♪ Lives quietly ♪
♪ In the hearts... ♪
-It's clear, right?
He's going to exploit Sergio for every dollar.
Listen, Sergio cannot be anywhere near Tito.
Well, the boy doesn't look uncomfortable, right?
A little nervous maybe because he's on TV,
but he doesn't seem to be there against his will.
All right.
I wanna take him to Mexico now.
I'm truly sorry, but there isn't enough evidence of mistreatment.
I wanna help you...
-...but we don't have much.
Excuse me, sir, sorry to interrupt, but you have a call.
Excuse me.
-Micky, we need to find a new lawyer. -No.
All we need's a different plan.
Well, I hope this is the start of a prosperous union here.
Ah.
This is your office.
Ladies, this is Mr. Robles. He's going to be working with us.
So we're giving him this office, please.
Welcome. Excuse us.
Thank you.
It may not be the best office in the world, but I definitely think--
No, don't worry about it. It's perfect. That's the least of my worries. Thanks.
-Good luck. -Thanks.
-Hope you like it. -See you.
Thank you.
No, no, no. I agree.
Why don't we speak about this in person?
Uh...
In an hour? Perfect.
Perfect, I'll see you.
Thanks a lot.
You have two hours to get to the airport.
Okay?
Are you sure, man?
Yeah. You got this.
Okay. I'll call you.
Good luck, bro.
You sure you told Grandma we're going on a trip?
Yeah, Sergio.
We talked about it.
She's very, very happy that we're gonna be together.
Aren't you happy?
-Yeah. -That's it.
Well, great. Let's go.
Huh? Come on.
That's it.
Micky, we're on the intro.
I told you we only play top-notch venues. What a mess.
It's fine, man.
You always complain about everything.
You know what I think?
That if his career depended on you, we'd be playing karaoke bars.
Because Luis Miguel owes all his achievements to you.
-Just about. -Are you serious, man? You serious?
Here we go.
Here, Micky...
Get this on here.
-Ah, come on. -Yeah.
Thank you for coming.
No problem. Actually, it's my pleasure. So, you wanna talk, huh?
I'm really happy you wanna get involved in his career
and you wanna help out with his debut.
Sergio's on a plane to Mexico.
Who with?
Alex. Took him while you were headed here and you'll never see him again. Never.
Look, Micky, Matilde is gonna take care of Sergio.
Think I'm gonna let you do to him what you and my father did with me?
Over my dead body.
Then there's nothing to talk about
-If you already have the kid-- -No, we've got something to talk about.
We're gonna talk about María Carrasco.
Aah.
-I don't know who you're talking about. -You don't?
You don't know the woman that took care of the neighbors' house in Las Matas?
Who you bribed? Who you threatened?
And you gave my mom's passport to? Really?
No. I don't know her.
This place is shitty, so up to you, bro. Hey, one other thing.
I'm fed the fuck up with Joe sniffing around where he isn't needed.
Do you not hear the crowd? They're going crazy.
Yeah, but...
The sound's dogshit, man. Am I right?
So, what, you're an engineer now?
Micky.
♪ When the sun heats up Here on the beach ♪
♪ I feel your body vibrate close to me ♪
You're gonna say where she is.
Where is my mother?
-I don't know, Micky.
You don't?
Motherfucker!
Where is she? Where is my mother?
-I don't know! -I know you know, you son of a bitch.
-No-- -Eh?
-Where is she, you bastard? -No, Micky!
-I don't know. -Your shirt had blood on it, you fuck!
-No! It wasn't me! It wasn't me! -Huh? Huh?
It was your father! It was your father!
I blackmailed María!
He gave me the passport, and the bank account.
-What did he do?
-It was an accident.
They were arguing--
-What'd he do? Where's my mother? -She's in Las Matas!
Go to Las Matas!
Go to Las Matas, look for her.
It was an accident, Micky.
It can't be true.
It isn't true.
It can't be.
-It isn't true.
Micky!