A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Hello?
Hello, Sophie?
Micky, what do you want?
Nothing, I just--
I just wanted to call you to check up on you and Michelle.
It's been a while since we talked and--
No. Not just a while.
Eleven years.
Eleven years since you last talked to your daughter.
You're right.
-I just-- -Hey, don't.
Don't ever call again, please.
-It doesn't sound that bad, Micky. -It's horrible.
Cheer up. Come here.
-No. -What?
No, not now.
-Come on. -No, Alex will kill me.
I said I'd be there at 8:00.
-I can't. -We could go to my place.
-Or... I have a better idea. -Really?
Here.
We were all hooked on Cris Valdés's soap opera,
The Secret Temptations. What about you--
I can't stop listening to Cris Valdés's single. It's the best--
For the sixth week in a row, "No Lo Harás" by Cris Valdés
is top of the Billboard charts. I hope you're not tired of hearing it.
Is he coming or not?
He said 8:00.
And what time is it?
Half past nine, Sergiño.
Half past nine, man.
-What the hell, man? -I know.
Micky, two hours, bro. Two hours.
Sorry, I was caught up in the studio, I'm sorry.
Well, let's go.
But why?
What do you mean why? It's closed, no one's here.
It's open!
See that, Alex?
Go on, get your skates.
Doc, the jackets, please.
Yes, Micky.
He's good.
Sort of.
More skating, less singing. Just skate.
How's it going with the "Everybody Loves Banana" girl?
With Paola?
Good. She's--
It's going well.
-What about Érika? Is it over? -It's over.
She's in New York, I haven't seen her in months.
I have a date tomorrow.
-You do? -Yes.
Finally.
Any advice?
Be yourself.
I know it's cliché and what everybody says, but it works.
-Be yourself. -Be myself.
-Yes. -Wow, thanks.
Well, no.
Not entirely, you'll scare her, but sort of.
Thanks for nothing, man.
Are you okay?
Yes!
That was quite a fall.
I just talked to the organizers.
They're dying to have Micky at Viña.
They want him to close the festival.
What's the problem?
He hasn't performed in three months.
He was working on Aries.
We're talking about a week in Chile, not a tour around Asia.
He could finish the album when he gets back.
McCluskey, you know he has to be here with his brothers.
He could take them to Viña.
It's a beach town, it's summer down there.
Let me try to convince him,
talk to him directly.
Cut, cut.
-Micky we can take a break. -No.
Micky. I feel we could try something different.
I don't know, the arrangement, modulation.
I don't know. It sounds outdated, you know?
Kikillo...
We'll pick it up tomorrow.
I think that will help.
Thanks, Kikillo.
Thanks.
How's the album going, Micky?
Bad. Horrible.
Juan Carlos picked a song that sounds 20 years old.
I don't like it, I don't know--
I won't lie, it sounds pretty bad.
Why don't you take a break?
-That helps me whenever I feel stuck. -I'm not going to Viña del Mar.
You've been outta the spotlight for months, Micky.
No matter who you are, those spaces get filled.
You mean the Cris Valdés album? I'm sick of Cris Valdés.
It's my job to tell you.
The guy is everywhere, half his album is in the Top Ten.
But forget about that.
Today it's him. Tomorrow, who knows?
Let's go to Viña.
Do a few concerts in Chile, in Argentina, and we come back.
I can't. I need to be here with my family.
I'm off to the bar.
Not the Doc, Micky.
He always brings me the same movies.
Yesterday, it was one with Demi Moore. About a ghost, you know.
-Hey, Doc. -Look what I brought.
What?
Hey, come here.
This month, we're going to Acapulco so you finally see the house.
You, me, Alex and Michelle, all of us.
-What do you think? -Great.
A kiss?
Have fun, okay?
Thanks.
Want to watch it?
No, literally, I spend a lot of time here.
So, it's crazy in Colombia, the stadium is packed.
And don't ask me how, but we got out of there.
Sure you don't want to see Micky's cellar?
I'm sure.
This is my brother's favorite wine.
I mention he wants to buy a vineyard?
Yes, Alex. You've mentioned it.
And you told me how your brother sang at the Seville Expo,
that he won some award in San Marino.
-Sanremo. -Whatever.
I want to know about you.
That's what I want.
I have the terrible habit
of talking about my brother all the time.
Well, you don't have to with me.
What's up? Hi.
Hi, how are you? Thanks.
Hey, Micky. Forget about it.
Stop moping.
Nothing.
You know what? It wasn't that bad hanging out with you.
That bad?
Not that bad.
Well, thanks, we'll see if I give you a ride next time.
Okay. Bye.
Bye.
-See you. -Bye.
Hey.
I was thinking--
What?
Do you think I should go to Viña?
Well, I don't know.
I'll be there on Thursday, we're singing.
We could spend a few nights together.
-Wine, beach, I don't know. -Oh, really?
Doesn't sound too bad.
Let's go.
Or I could go with Cris.
Right.
Aren't you funny?
I'm messing with you, come on.
It's my daughter's birthday.
How old is she?
Five?
No one ever remembers their fifth birthday, no one.
Let's go.
Do you have a boyfriend?
You don't?
Are you sure?
Hey, I'd get very jealous.
I'd get very jealous.
Any friends?
Who's your best friend?
-Emi. -Emilio?
Emilia, she's a girl.
Emilia.
-I'm done, Mom. -Take your plate to the kitchen, honey.
Are you going to tell me you can't come to the party?
Me? Why? No.
It's the second time you've come over in a week.
Something's up.
Well,
I have to go to Viña.
I tried to cancel, but it's something I have to do, you know how it is.
I was thinking of throwing her a party. Another party for Michelle.
-With her cousins, with Alex-- -Uncles.
-Michelle has no cousins, Micky. -Sorry, her uncles.
In Acapulco. Just picture it. What do you think?
We'll see.
Had I known, I wouldn't have told you he called.
-I didn't know you wanted to talk to him. -You could've asked me.
MEXICO CITY, 2005
I'm 18, Mom. I'm old enough to decide if I want to talk to my dad or not.
-Honey. -What?
I don't know if it's a good idea.
Least of all now we're in the middle of moving.
I mean, really.
We're moving to Miami in a week.
I want to see him.
He didn't call in 11 years, Michelle.
I know.
But I want to know what he wants.
Oh, sweetie.
Please.
Let me see what I can do.
I want them to meet in a public place.
-So people can take pictures? -Fuck, come on!
Of course not. Don't be so stereotypical.
All I'm saying is Micky is Micky.
You know him.
Mom.
Honey, we agreed you'd let me talk to Mauricio.
I know, sorry, but honestly,
neither of us should be talking to Mauricio in the first place.
Let me talk to my dad.
Can his daughter call him
or is he locked up in a Vegas suite with no phone?
Look, let's do this.
I'll give you his number
and let him know you're calling.
But then, I'm out.
Okay?
That wasn't so hard.
-It's a pleasure. -You've been very kind, Mauricio.
MEXITY CITY, 1994
Hey, listen to me.
The cellar.
Don't use it, Alex. I left some CDs on the stereos and--
Don't use the car.
Or the couch, or the TV.
No, of course not.
See? He knows.
-Sergiño. -The bags are ready.
I'll be right down, thanks.
Can Bárbara come?
Who?
-The girl I'm dating. -Yes, Micky.
Don't you remember?
Bárbara! Right.
Come say goodbye.
Come here.
Listen to me well.
Take care of him.
You're the man of the house. You hear me? Give me a kiss.
Bring me back something.
So--
No, dude.
I know you think I'm overprotective,
but my house, my rules, no one I don't know comes in. Okay?
Don't use the car.
-Hey. -Hey!
Excuse me, Mau. Micky...
Sorry.
We're up.
-Really? -We're up.
Oh, baby, you're delicious, as usual.
-Hey! -I am?
Ready!
-See you later? -Some dinner and wine, oysters--
Micky! How are you?
-Hey. How are you? -Hi, bro. I'm great.
Aren't you a beauty? Good job, Micky.
How are you?
Great, and you? All good?
Amazing, brother. I'm glad I didn't go after you.
How's your new album coming? Are you recording yet?
We're working on it. Working hard, you know?
Great.
Kiko!
Kiko, hey!
-Cris, how are you? -Have you checked out the LP he produced?
He's a beast!
-Oh, really? -Kikito is the man! Yeah!
Here, let me put the mic on.
-You know they worked together? -Kiko and Cris Valdés? No, I swear.
Get me a new guitarist right now.
Good luck, man.
Hurry up with that new album.
I want Kiko here to help me with my new LP.
-Yes. -Yes.
Don't overwork him.
Kiko!
Where are you going, Kikito?
What do you mean?
To the stage.
With me? No.
That's your replacement.
Luis Miguel!
What's up, Viña?
Beer.
Ah, fuck.
Dude, I don't get why you won't call her.
That's how he is with chicks, man.
You wouldn't understand.
Hey, you go out with her, have a great time.
She invited you to a club.
And you'd rather be with me doing nothing?
No.
-I don't get you. -Here's the thing, dude.
I have to watch over Sergio. Micky asked me to.
Listen, Sergio is asleep and Magda is out there, right?
Yes.
So?
I don't have a car.
Take your brother's, it's fucking cool.
Would you do that if you were me?
Dude.
I would've been there two hours ago.
Where's Micky?
He just finished his set.
Hey, Alex was in an accident.
In Reforma, right in front of The Angel.
What?
Is he okay?
I don't know.
Hugo called me, on his way to the hospital.
That's all I know, but we have to go back.
We should wait and see how Alex is.
-I'm telling you-- -He still has to sing Saturday and Sunday.
With interviews in between, damn it.
No, you're not listening. Alex is in the hospital.
It might not be that bad, why worry?
If you don't tell him, I will.
Doc.
Don't get ahead of yourself.
Think about Micky's emotional state.
No, beautiful, you're the opera!
-My hero. -Yes, please, thank you.
Amazing, huh?
-Amazing. -Did you see that?
Yes.
What is it, Doc?
And action!
Bow.
Cut, we've got it!
Cut!
The model, please.
The cables, where are they?
Straight to the Oscars.
At least we're not selling canned vegetables anymore.
Aren't you funny?
Just when I was starting to miss José's jokes.
Really?
Hey, by the way...
I spoke with Michelle.
Well,
she called me this morning.
I don't know, Micky.
Things are a bit complicated with Sophie.
So, knowing her, I'd wait for things to cool down.
No, I want to see her soon.
Ready, Micky?
Only shoot my right side.
Yes, sir, but we still have to do the top shot.
Maybe not.
One hour.
Hello?
Michelle?
Last time I saw you, you were this high.
What happened to you?
Eleven years.
That's what happened.
I'll show you the house.
Hey, listen to this.
Romance.
Second Romance.
My Romances. Romances?
Don't you get it?
Sorry, but they aren't the most original names in the world.
Aren't you the jokester?
You know the next one'll be called Your Romances, right?
-No. -No, sorry.
-Her Romances. -What, why? Don't do it.
I think you need an adviser. Trust me.
Well, you choose.
"Her."
Then "her" it is.
No.
Truth is...
I had a problem.
Working on the new album's been hard.
I was doing a concert.
And suddenly, there was a short circuit,
I couldn't get the earpiece out on time and--
I'm so sorry.
Just my luck, huh?
Bad luck for me, because--
I was dying to hear Her Romances.
Such a jokester.
I'm really glad you're here.
So am I.
So? Did you get along?
I mean, he can be-- I don't know.
-What? -Well--
-He's funny. -Oh!
Funny? I wouldn't say,
"Oh, he's the funniest man alive."
It's too much of a compliment, to be honest.
It is.
What's on your mind?
I don't want to move to Miami.
What do you mean you don't want to move to Miami?
It's just that--
I'm very happy with my friends and I like what I'm studying.
And I just reconnected
with my dad, so--
Did you talk to him about this?
No.
I mean it, we didn't.
Okay.
But maybe I can go live with him for a while.
-Was this his idea? -No.
No, I mean it, no.
I'm telling you because
It isn't such a bad idea.
But you only just saw him again.
Michelle, you have no idea what he's like.
You don't know him.
-I do know him. -Besides that, I mean--
You don't know if he wants to live with you.
Sorry, baby, but that's the truth.
-Don't worry, I'll ask him. -No.
I'm not asking you for permission.
No means no, Michelle.
MEXICO CITY, 1994
Don't worry. It was a serious accident, but your brother is fine.
He has some bruises, a dislocated shoulder,
but he's basically out of danger.
-Right, so, he's okay? -He's perfectly fine.
Don't worry. Everything's fine.
Thank you, doctor.
Excuse me.
-Hi, Micky. -Hi.
Do you remember Bárbara?
Please give us a second.
Yes.
Dude, forgive me.
I messed up.
I don't even know what happened.
-How are you? -Good.
Tell me, what happened?
Bárbara asked me out.
I went over in your car.
I dropped her home...
and I wrecked the car on my way home.
You did everything
I asked you not to do.
Can you see that?
But it's just his arm, it's nothing serious.
Do you know what the press will do if we cancel all his shows?
Yes, I'm the manager, I get a sense of it.
-Hugo. -Yes.
Some guy has photos of the accident. He wants cash.
Well, if he has photos, we'll have to negotiate and pay.
McCluskey.
Tell me you agree Micky should go back to Viña.
No, I don't agree.
Sorry.
But if Micky can't do three fucking concerts
because his brothers have the sniffles, maybe he should be--
Well, what else is he good at?
HE WILL DO IT: CRIS VÁLDES GETS READY FOR SOUTH AMERICAN TOUR
But he's fine, Doc took him home, he's perfect.
Who'll stay with Sergio? You'd be away for almost a month.
Well, Doc.
And I'll try to come home a couple of weekends.
You haven't finished the album and you're leaving?
I'll record it when I get back.
What about your brother who needs you?
Maybe this is all a cry for help.
By wrecking my car?
What a way to call for help.
You fired the guitarist, your album isn't done and you wanna tour.
Why don't you stay?
I don't wanna be outta the spotlight, those spaces get filled.
We're going as soon as possible.
Bravo! Bravo, sweetie!
Sophie!
Come!
She'll be right back.
-What is it? -Nothing.
Lily. Did we get magic candles?
The tour?
We'll do a sensational tour throughout South America.
It's here, in Mexico.
It must be old footage, he said he'd be in Chile.
It's live, girl.
I told you he'd never change.
Don't be mad. Come on, time to cut the cake.
We want cake!
We want some cake!
Some cake, some cake
We want some cake
No, come on.
Not there.
What are you doing?
Robles, that moron!
No!
Not like that. Come on, one, two, three, four.
Micky.
How are you?
That asshole.
Could you turn that off for a second, Micky?
Just a second.
-Is everything okay? -Yes.
A problem with the tour or something?
No.
Your father ever tell you about the Queen concert?
No.
Well, it was around ten years ago,
Hugo met Queen's manager.
They agreed he'd bring them to Mexico.
Your dad found out
and because he had issues with Hugo, he did everything
to bring Queen here himself.
So, he flew to London to meet the manager, took him to Vegas, all on him.
You know what happened?
After your dad invested
who knows how much time, and money in all this,
Hugo was out of the game,
another promoter brought Queen over.
And the concert was a mess.
Your old man did all that for one reason only.
To screw over his alleged rival.
You tell me if it was worth it.
Micky, you're huge, and you'll continue being huge
as long as you focus on your work and not on the competition.
Can't you see?
And lastly.
Kiko is an amazing guitarist.
And judging by Valdés's album, as a composer,
he's up to the task, as you say around here.
Firing him was a mistake.
I hope you can see that, Micky. Good night.
I don't know, I mean,
I feel great about my friends.
Yes, they're very nice.
So, you're happy in college and all?
Look.
Honestly, what I'm studying is great.
I love it, I don't know, I never imagined--
That's why I don't...
want to move to Miami.
I've been thinking.
Well, I thought perhaps...
I could stay in Mexico.
Would you live with your grandma?
Or your great-grandmother?
With you.
With me?
-Here? -Yes.
Where else?
Does your mom know?
I don't need her permission, I'm--
You know I'm 18, don't you?
But you live with your mom. It's important you talk to her.
I could buy you a house
nearby so you can live with your friends or alone.
Wouldn't that be better?
So, you'd rather buy me a house
than share this house with me?
You're cool with your friends, right?
-Sorry, but it's a bad idea. -Thanks for dinner.
Micky.
Try talking to her tomorrow.
I'm sure she'll have calmed down.
Michelle left her purse behind.
Tell Sly to take it to her tomorrow.
Okay.
Get some rest.
Kikillo.
Micky.
How are you?
Fine, thanks.
-Hugo. -How are you?
Guys.
-McCluskey. -Look...
What happened in Viña
wasn't right.
Frankly, it was a bit weird, but--
-I don't know, it happens. -No.
-I'm sorry. -Yes, we're all sorry.
Things got out of hand,
but I also want to tell you we talked to McCluskey.
And we loved what you did for Cris Valdés.
Hey, now--
It was great.
I think we can do something even better.
Take these albums, it's what I'm listening to now.
-So, I don't know-- -Really? Earth, Wind & Fire?
-Benson? -Yes.
Yes!
With this pop album, I want something different.
I want R&B, something that hasn't been done before.
-Get it? -Sorry, let's get this clear.
We'd love you to do it, but the last one was Romances.
We sold millions of copies.
WEA is pressuring us and we need pop songs,
but at this level.
Kikillo.
I need songs that will move the masses.
Whoa, you're asking me to write songs of this sort that move masses?
It's not easy, you know?
Are you up for it?
But, are you alone?
Yes, right now.
Well, Magda is in her room.
I don't like you being alone all the time.
No, don't worry.
I'm not always alone, Alex is almost always with me.
Well, then. I hope to see you soon.
And I love you, my darling.
Bye, yes, me too.
And I miss you.
-Yes, me too. -Bye.
Bye.
-Hello, Doc. -Hello.
What's up, man? They won't let me up.
No. Sorry, it's--
Micky said not to let you in.
What the hell, Doc? Why?
He's really upset.
I fucked up once, man.
Once, Doc.
And I can't see my brother.
What's wrong with him?
Thanks, Doc.
Take care.
Thank you.
You left this at his place.
When we leave personal belongings somewhere...
it means we don't really want to leave.
Aren't you leaving?
I don't want to.
Then stay.
Michelle, I've known your dad since we were kids.
And I'm well aware he's not the father of the year.
He missed out on half your life.
The guy isn't easy.
And sometimes he makes it hard to love him.
Let him try.
Let him make an effort.
Even if he screws it up.
Because he will.
But let him.
Michelle, your father loves you very much.
And don't smoke.
It's very bad.
Good night.
Right then,
I present to you...
the first song Mr. Kiko Cibrián wrote for me.
Let me introduce to you the producer of my new album, Aries.
-Kiko Cibrián! -Kudos, Kiko!
I want it to move the masses, to move masses when we play it live.
-It'll be awesome. -Soft!
That's what works. What is that?
-Bravo. -Thanks.
-McCluskey. -Congratulations.
Thank you. Thanks for everything.
Hey, I know it's been hectic,
but I'll stay with Kiko to focus on the album.
Don't worry, I get it, Micky.
Thanks, Pato. Thanks.
Producer, what's next? Another track or what?
One more, sure. Of course.
Adrián, Arturo. What's up? Good evening.
Good evening, sir, someone's here for you.
So, now I can't see Sergio.
Come on, Micky.
Stop it, man, I'm sorry.
I fucked up, I feel terrible about your car.
I apologize.
Do I have to follow you around?
You can't keep me from seeing my brother.
Sorry, who does Sergio live with?
Micky, you can't forbid me from seeing him.
I'm sorry, man. I took your car, went to see my girl,
but you treated me like shit in front of Bárbara.
-Who's Bárbara? -My girlfriend, Micky!
My girlfriend, I've introduced you ten times!
She was there, at the hospital, after the accident.
-What do you want? -For you to stop scolding me.
You're not my dad.
If you don't want this, act like an adult.
I said I'm sorry, man. I took your car to see my girl.
You crashed it and left Sergiño alone.
-Sergio wasn't alone-- -Damn it, Alejandro!
I left him with you.
-But-- -I told you to look after him.
I told you a thousand times, my car and Sergiño.
Damn it.
Yeah, but I'm not your employee, Micky.
You have to understand, man.
I went through the same shit you did. The same shit, bro.
And I deserve a life too, dude.
To meet someone, have fun and not be cooped up
like an employee.
Alejandro, you live off my career.
As long as you live off my career, I decide how you live.
See?
It's what you want,
whenever you want.
With Sergio, with Mossad--
With Mossad, I decided to do what I thought was best.
Of course, because in one day,
you're out on tours, concerts, recording albums.
Enough, Alejandro, it's simple.
Do as I say or not a single cent more.
It's your choice.
I honestly thought
you wanted the three of us to be together.
That is what I want.
But I won't let your fucking mistakes
get in the way of my work commitments.
-Where are you going? -You wanted me to make a choice, right?
I made it. I'll come say goodbye to Sergio tomorrow.
Sorry for not telling you I was in Mexico, I was busy,
Alex was in a terrible accident.
It was really bad and--
But--
Let's go to Acapulco, please. Everything's set up, it'll be amazing.
Yes, I know.
I know. Okay, fine.
So...
I hope I can see you next week and--
Okay.
Kisses, let her know I--
Where's your bag?
What bag?
-For Acapulco. -I don't want to go.
Sergio.
You promised we'd all be together.
Now even Alex is gone.
Hey.
He chose to leave.
Is this why I came live with you? To be alone?
Sergiño.
I'm inviting you to come with me to Acapulco.
Well, I don't want to go.
Do I have to slow down for you guys?
-I'm better than you. -Let's see.
-Hey, he's crushing us. -Yeah, he's good.
Great, Sergiño.
Good job.
Careful not to fall, grandpas.
Keep it up, Sergiño!
Come on, Micky!
Subtitle translation by: Harry Darkins