A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[birdsong]
[vehicle approaching]
[car door closes]
[sobs]
[Matilde] Not going to offer me anything?
-Not even a glass of water? -[Luis] What are you doing in Mexico?
I just want to be close to you.
I truly miss you.
[Luis scoffs]
All of us or just Sergio?
He misses me too, Micky.
He told me so the other day.
It's only natural.
I don't want him near Tito.
Micky. Last I heard from Tito was three months ago.
[sighs]
The only thing I want is to see my grandson.
Allow me.
No, don't tell Dad anything. Because I'm going to do it.
Maybe during squash or I don't know.
I hope he'll hire me back.
-It's not going well. -[knocking]
Hang on a minute, Mom.
-What is it? -Something you should know.
-I'm on a call-- -He's not gonna be alive much longer.
-What do you mean? Who? -Who do you think?
Hugo. He's not gonna make it. It's not a joke.
It's a perfect opportunity.
[door opens]
[door closes]
["All That She Wants" by Ace of Base plays]
♪ She leads a lonely life ♪
NEW YORK, 1994
♪ Mm, she leads a lonely life ♪
-♪ When she woke up late... ♪ -Think I'm overdressed?
Mmm... I guess, a little. But it looks good on you.
♪ And thought, "Oh, what a morning..." ♪
Is it just the coat?
Are you sure about the shoes? Maybe try a different pair?
♪ On the beach and having fun... ♪
-Let's see. -[phone rings]
♪ All that she wants ♪
-♪ Is another baby... ♪ - Yes?
-♪ She's gone tomorrow... ♪ -[Luis] Xime? Hey, is Érika around?
Oh, hi, Micky.
No, sorry. She's out again.
-She went out? -Yeah...
I don't know where.
But I'll tell her you called, okay?
That'd be great, thanks.
Bye.
You realize you'll have to talk to him sometime, right?
I'm running out of excuses already.
You were totally right, all about the shoes.
[chuckles]
[ice clinking]
[sighs] Hey, Miguel, can you make me one too?
What's up, bro? Everything all right?
All good. You know, work call with Hugo.
And how is Hugo?
Yeah, good. All good. Just lots of work.
What do you got on your schedule now?
Gonna hang out with Michelle, meetings with my team. Why?
No reason. Just thinking.
Thought you might wanna go to New York with me
to meet with Frank Sinatra.
Meet with... Frank Sinatra? [scoffs]
He's cutting an album of duets and he wants a Latino singer.
Don't fuck with me.
But he's almost completed his lineup, so we gotta go fast.
No, no, no. No. Come on.
Hey, relax, plane's ready. We go up there and we convince him.
My mom spoke to him, and he wants to hear you.
So it does work out for you, being his godson?
[Luis laughs]
It's today.
Right, right. I'll be right there. Let me grab my stuff. Magda!
[Michelle] Hey, Dad!
I'm out here!
-Are you just getting in after school? -[sighs] I'm dead.
I did four straight hours of ethics and communications.
Oof. Without vomiting?
[laughs]
What are you doing?
Just enjoying a taste of my wine. Wanna try?
Okay.
So, I saw a doctor. And...
made some progress with my eardrum.
Oh, that's incredible.
-You're gonna be singing again. -Well...
I'm gonna try it out.
Let's celebrate now.
Why don't we open this blend here?
-A Merlot, Carménère and a Cabernet Franc. -[laughs]
-What do you think? -Okay, yeah.
[Luis laughs]
-[glasses clink] -[Luis] Salud.
[Michelle] Sure you should start singing again this week?
-Shouldn't you wait a while? -Mmm, I just wanna see if I can.
Mmm.
Okay, well, good luck.
-[sighs] -Okay, but just promise me one thing.
Uh-huh...
You won't disappear once you start singing again.
Who? Disappear? Me?
-No more than 11 years, I promise. -[laughs]
[chuckles]
Hey.
By the way.
I got a thing this weekend in Querétaro. Sort of a... party.
-Saturday and Sunday. -And you wanna stay out all night?
-[laughs] -Mm-hm...
Mom flips out over this type of thing, but this is the first time I got invited.
No.
Go with Sly and go buy anything you might need for the weekend.
No, Dad, no.
-I don't need anything at all. -Whatever.
For the party. Go buy whatever you like.
Okay.
[upbeat jazz music playing]
NEW YORK, 1994
What up?
-[sighs] I can't believe this. -Relax.
It'll go fine. Just breathe.
No idea how I'm gonna repay your mom for this.
Hi, sir, can I get your coat?
Thank you, sir.
[man] Fuck him!
Think I can't find some other schmuck who can play the sax?
-In New York City? -Here to see Frank.
Hi, Frank.
-Ah. Miguel. -Thanks for inviting us.
-My pleasure, kid. How's the folks? -Good.
-Aah. Give 'em my regards. -Of course.
-Who's your friend? -I'm Luis Miguel, sir.
-Pleasure to meet you. -He's the singer, old man.
All right! Right.
-I understand you're quite the crooner. -Oh! Ah, I try.
Oh.
You try.
Can you sing or not?
I wouldn't be here if I couldn't, sir.
Prove it, kid.
What, you need a full orchestra or somethin'?
Piano's over there.
[starts playing]
[in Spanish] ♪ I miss you ♪
♪ Like trees miss the fall ♪
♪ At nights when I just can't sleep ♪
♪ You can't imagine, love How I miss you ♪
♪ I miss you ♪
♪ With every lonely step I take ♪
♪ Every moment I live, day after day ♪
♪ I'm dying, love ♪
♪ Because I miss you ♪
♪ I miss you ♪
♪ When daybreak starts To show its colors ♪
♪ With your virtues, with all your flaws ♪
♪ For whatever reason, I don't know ♪
♪ But I miss you ♪
[Patricio] You asked to see me?
Oh, yes, come in.
I got a call from Micky.
He's going to be singing something on the Sinatra record.
-So it's true? -Yes, it is.
Yes, it is.
[wheezes]
Just one thing. We promised to Cattaneo that we'd be discreet about this.
They want to announce they're doing the duet
only after it's actually recorded.
-Only natural. -I agree.
I'm going home now. Good night.
-I'll let José know. -No, no, no.
I can do it myself.
MEXICO CITY, 2006
All right, here it is.
Annual balance sheets from when Patricio Robles left the company to now.
-Thanks. -You're welcome.
So, hey, I wanted to apologize for my behavior your first few days here.
I think I was oversensitive, and I'm sorry.
No problem.
See you.
Oh, by the way, I'm leaving for Spain on a family matter.
Anything you need, you got my number there.
-Thank you. -Okay.
-So long. -Have a good trip.
[knocking]
I couldn't get you on the phone. You left me no choice.
May I come in?
[sighs]
Érika, I'm recording a duet with Frank Sinatra.
I wanna celebrate with you. Lemme take you out.
Wow, congratulations.
Good for you, Micky.
Érika,
Frank Sinatra.
Come on.
I wanna thank you.
I'm seeing a lot more of Michelle.
We've been getting along incredibly
I'm really a part of her life now. She shares stuff with me.
We began with a friendship, you and I.
Let's not lose that.
[Matilde] I don't know how you stand eating those things. Ugh.
[Sergio] I always buy some when I get out of school.
-I didn't like them before, but now I do. -Oh. I got you some donuts. Want one?
No.
Oh.
So, you're living here?
No way. I'd rather be dead than outside of Spain.
No, I just wanted to come and see you for a little.
But I must say, I can't believe we can only be together like this.
With that guy following behind us like our shadow.
-Doc is my best friend. -He is?
Yeah.
All I'm saying is, no one should make us prowl around like this.
I've been wondering lately if Micky doesn't want you to sing
because he's scared of competition.
And he should be.
Because at your age, not even he was as talented.
No one sings like Micky.
You sing as well, or better.
[chuckles] All you need is training.
[crickets chirping]
[Hugo] Remember when we picked this house?
We wanted a backyard for our kids to play in.
[chuckles]
We'd planned to put up those two arches.
One right here, the other over there.
No, no, no.
The thing with the arches was, like, "Maybe some day."
-What do you mean? -It was, "Maybe some day."
-I planted the rose bushes instead. -Right. That's what.
-I mean, you remember that. -[chuckles]
-[sighs] One thing I will say. -Hmm.
I wouldn't trade my life for anything in the world.
Not for anything.
[chuckles] Are you nuts?
The only one flirting in Aspen was you.
No way. In Aspen, I wasn't even paying attention.
Mmm. Look at this. Hmm.
You mind? What are you doing?
Who, me? What am I doing with what?
I don't remember asking you in.
-I miss you. -Micky...
You were just supporting me.
You were trying to support me, to be there for me,
and I-- I didn't give you a chance.
You're totally drunk.
And?
And you think...
you just take me out to dinner and...
we'll be back together?
["Sweet Harmony" by The Beloved playing]
♪ Let's come together ♪
♪ Right now ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ In sweet harmony ♪
♪ Let's come together ♪
♪ Right now... ♪
[chuckles] I knew you didn't have the balls to try it.
To sing "La Incondicional" as karaoke?
-Are you crazy? -[both laugh]
-You owe me a hundred dollars. -A hundred kisses.
-A hundred dollars. -Kisses.
-In cash, not in kisses. -[phone rings]
[laughing]
No!
-Yes? -Mmm...
Yes, he's here.
Just one second.
It's for me?
Hello?
McCluskey. How'd you know where I was?
Someone did a press release about you and Sinatra.
A press release about what?
They released the information about the project before Cattaneo did.
-What? -He's furious.
Then get me a meeting with Cattaneo.
I've been trying to get through for hours.
He won't see me?
-He's not responding. -[sighs]
All right. Piece of shit!
[groans]
What?
I gotta go back to Mexico.
I'm so sorry.
-It's a total mess. -Don't worry about it. I understand.
-Really? -Yeah, I get it, I do.
Thank you.
[vocalizing scales]
-Welcome, sir, we've been expecting you. -Hi.
Shouldn't we start with an easier one?
Uh... Maybe not.
You could work your way from bottom to top.
"Tú, Solo Tú," let's do it.
-[vocalizing scales] -I know, what do I know?
But isn't "Tú, Solo Tú" really difficult?
-"Tú, Solo Tú." -All right. Alan!
Micky.
[door closes]
[grunts]
[sighs]
But how could you believe I would do that, Alex?
-Then who wrote that press release? -I wouldn't ruin something
so important to Micky.
You see me going to the media and talking about his duet with Sinatra?
You see me do it?
The one request Cattaneo had
-was to be discreet. -[door bangs]
-Micky, glad you're here. -[door bangs]
-What'd you tell the agency? -Not a word, I swear.
They said they spoke with McCluskey!
And the duet is off now, you hear me?
-Damn it! -Get them on the phone.
-They don't answer. -[Luis] No, to hell with this.
No way I'm gonna miss out on Sinatra because of your bullshit.
-I didn't say a thing! -Where the hell was Hugo?
He was at his house.
Why is that?
I shouldn't be the one to tell you.
Go talk to him.
[backing track playing]
[in Spanish] ♪ Your voice Your sweet talk ♪
♪ Touching your skin is touching ♪
[off-key] ♪ The universe ♪
-[glass smashes] -Micky.
It's the first time you've sang in over six months, it's all right.
Let's do it again.
[backing track plays]
♪ Touching your skin is touching ♪
♪ The universe ♪
♪ I carry you inside of me ♪
[off-key] ♪ Like an eternal flame ♪
[high-pitched ringing sound]
Motherfucker!
[José, distorted] Micky.
We'll get it tomorrow.
Cut it, cut it.
Micky.
Micky, it's four in the morning.
Tomorrow, we can try again.
-[phone rings] -What do you say? Take it easy.
We'll go again tomorrow.
[phone continues ringing]
No. Again!
Until we get it right. Again!
[phone continues ringing]
[siren wailing]
[phone ringing]
What's up, Michelle?
-Sorry to call you at this hour, but... -What is it?
I need you to come and get me.
-Tell me where you are? -I'm in Koreatown, by the bell tower.
-By the entrance. -Wait for me, I'll be right there.
[birdsong]
MEXICO CITY, 1994
Micky.
Lucía.
-Come in. -Are you all right?
Lucía?
Go in.
Hey, Hugo.
What... what's going on?
[sighs]
When I got to Mexico, it was 1976.
I never dreamed...
that I would have the life that I've had.
But out of all the surprises,
the best one I had,
was knowing you/
Really was.
To have done what we did together, Micky.
To have the privilege to...
to help you flourish as you did.
And we're not finished yet.
You're not finished yet.
But I won't go any further with you.
What-- what--
what is it?
Cancer.
-Why didn't you tell me? -What good could possibly come of that?
Because-- because I might have had more time to spend with you.
I told you, kid.
Life is over before you know it.
No, no, no. [sighs]
No, I'm gonna take you to New York.
-They have incredible new treatments. -No, no, I don't want to.
-Listen-- -No, no. Shhh.
No, you can't treat this.
No, don't say things like that.
-There's gotta be something we can try. -Come on.
You already know that's not the case.
[sniffles]
They say the brave never regret anything.
[sniffles]
[groans]
[sobbing]
[thumping]
[chuckles]
Micky flew all the way home to yell at McCluskey?
Yeah, jeez, it was really bad.
Yeah, I can tell how sad you are.
Devastated.
-You're really sweating. -Listen.
You should improve your imitation of McCluskey.
Shh.
MEXICO CITY, 2006
[Michelle] Thanks for coming.
Don't worry about it, it's fine.
Toward the end, that party was out of control.
People started popping things left and right.
You're safe now, that's the important thing.
[Michelle chuckles]
I knew that was gonna happen, though.
That when he could sing again, he'd have no time for me.
Michelle, all this drama runs in the family, I guess.
[laughs]
It's four in the morning. He should be sleeping.
Or not.
[Mauricio sighs]
You must be cold.
Grab my jacket, on the seat there.
Were you about to leave town?
I was. I was going home for a while.
But, you know what?
I got a call from a girl who needed help, so I had to change my plans.
Hey, come on, let me take you to breakfast.
All right?
Some party that was.
You want some? Come on, join me.
[groans]
[sighs]
-I'm going to bed. -What's with the jacket?
That's the only thing you noticed?
It's Mauricio's.
Yeah. I needed a ride. You'd know if you'd answered your phone.
But since you don't, Mauricio picked me up.
[Xime] How's it going?
What happened?
That was Micky.
His manager just passed away.
When?
Just last night.
And--
what can you do?
I think I need to be there now.
Don't you think...
if you go back to see him,
that Micky might get confused,
and think you're getting back together?
I don't know.
[Patricio] Alex.
I'm really sorry.
I can't imagine how you must be feeling.
Hugo was a great guy.
Yeah, he was.
And the duet?
What's happening with that now?
I don't know about the duet, Patricio.
Today is Hugo's funeral, I'm going there now.
["Drive Us Away" by David O'Dowda playing]
[no dialogue]
♪ Kneel on the cold ground ♪
♪ Right where the dirt's found ♪
♪ Leave me a backbone ♪
♪ Or tear us apart ♪
♪ I know your last fears ♪
♪ Born from your own tears ♪
♪ Destined to chase us ♪
♪ Or drive us away ♪
NEW YORK, 1994
You're in charge of publicity, Patricio.
-What are you doing here? -[Patricio] Hugo died yesterday.
I'm sorry to hear that. Truly am.
We all liked and admired the guy.
But it's not your place to be here.
You're here because your cousin brought you to me.
We appreciate you agreeing to meet with us.
Are you part of Luis Miguel's team as well?
[Patricio] Of course he is.
Listen, Mr. Cattaneo.
Hugo was my mentor.
He was like a father to me, really.
Unlike Alex, I know there's nothing more important now
than the duet with Mr. Sinatra.
But even if that doesn't happen anymore,
apologizing to you in person
is the least I could do.
Well... [sighs]
I do appreciate the personal consideration.
Thank you.
[man] That's the way business should be done.
It's the way Hugo would have done it.
Daddy, where do people go when they die?
The only thing I could say...
is that for those who loved them so much...
they'll always be sorely missed.
My boy.
[Matilde sighs]
-I'm very sorry, Micky. -Thanks.
Could I have a minute with you?
We really need to talk.
-Right now? Are you serious? -One minute is all.
[sighs]
Okay, come on.
Thank you.
Sergiño, you stay with Lucía.
[crickets chirping]
I'm listening.
I've done some thinking about our agreement.
Uh-huh...
Ah... it's just not practical,
all this stuff with your assistant following behind us
-like a bodyguard-- -We specifically agreed,
you get supervised visits.
It's that or nothing.
Well, perhaps you've forgotten what it says in your father's will here.
What it says is that I'm the person designated for custody of Sergio.
Not a chance. Sergio's staying with me, get that?
[chuckles] Micky, Sergio will be living with me when this is over.
We can do this the easy way or play hardball, you make up your mind.
You come here today,
when we're burying Hugo,
to give me an ultimatum?
[sighs]
What do you want? Money?
Some money would help, yeah.
I'll gladly give all the money I have to my lawyers
and watch them break you
rather than give you a penny!
Micky?
We're about to leave.
[sighs]
Coming. I'll be right there.
[breathing heavily]
[kicks fence]
[solemn music plays]
[no dialogue]
[McCluskey] Good to see so many turn out to the funeral.
Yeah, but for me, there were people missing.
Listen, Micky, I apologize for bringing you down here today.
-But we have to talk about the duet. -Yeah, I know. How'd it go?
-I got him on a call, and-- -[knocks]
Sorry to interrupt.
-Just wanted to say I'm back. -Okay.
Alex asked me to speak to Cattaneo about the duet and all.
-I just got back from New York. -And?
It's all good.
They're gonna send the track.
You're recording next week.
-[Luis] Really? -[Patricio] Yeah.
-You serious? -[Patricio] Sure.
[Luis] Thank you, Alex.
-Don't thank me, thank Patricio. -No, come on. No.
-Thank you. -Excuse me.
[sighs]
Nice going, Patricio.
-Hey, we're on the same team. -How'd you get in to see Cattaneo?
I might've mentioned my cousin in New York. You might say he gets around.
Your cousin. You mean Julián? You've got balls, I'll give you that.
Don't take this the wrong way, but shouldn't you thank me?
It was you.
That press release about the duet
-was you. -No, no, don't blame me.
-Your mistakes were not my doing. -Listen to me, you shit.
Right at this moment, I can't fire you because Micky thinks you're King Midas
and you're protected by René.
But in case you didn't know, WEA is being sold.
When it's done, René'll be going. Your days are numbered in this office.
[sighs]
Sit down, sit down.
-[clears throat] -Sorry to disturb you in your home.
You said it was urgent, right?
I need a plane ticket approved to travel to Lima.
A ticket?
-Why don't you talk to Ambrosi? -He's in Spain.
What's happening?
I don't wanna worry you prematurely,
but I've seen some expenses that don't sit right.
I'm being careful, that's why I need to go to Peru.
[sighs] Lima?
That's fine.
Thank you.
How long've they been stealing from me?
I don't know yet.
["Come Fly with Me" by Billy May plays]
[Sinatra, in English] ♪ Come fly with me Let's fly, let's fly away ♪
MEXICO CITY, 1994
♪ If you can use some exotic booze ♪
♪ There's a bar in far Bombay ♪
[Sinatra] ♪ Come on, fly with me We'll float down in the blue ♪
♪ Fly with me, float down to Peru ♪
[Sinatra] ♪ In Llama Land There's a one-man band ♪
♪ And he'll toot his flute for you ♪
[both] ♪ Fly with me We'll take off in the blue ♪
[Sinatra] ♪ Once I get you up there ♪
♪ Where the air is rarefied ♪
[Luis] ♪ We'll just fly starry-eyed ♪
♪ Once I get you up there ♪
♪ I'll be holding you so very near ♪
[Sinatra] ♪ You might even hear ♪
-Sounds good. -[both] ♪ A gang of angels cheer ♪
♪ Just because we're together ♪
[Luis] ♪ Weather-wise It's such a cuckoo day ♪
[Sinatra] ♪ You just say those words ♪
♪ We'll whip those birds Down to Acapulco Bay ♪
-♪ It's perfect ♪ -♪ Perfect ♪
-[Sinatra] ♪ For a flying ♪ -[both] ♪ Honeymoon they do say ♪
-[Luis] ♪ Hey ♪ -[Sinatra] ♪ Come on, fly with me ♪
[both] ♪ Let's fly, let's fly away ♪
[Luis] ♪ Do, do, do, do, do ♪
♪ Do-do-do-do-do-do ♪
[Sinatra] ♪ Pack up your bags And let's get out of here ♪
[Luis] ♪ Let's fly ♪
♪ Away ♪