01x04 - For Life

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This story is inspired
by real events and characters

as told by some of the protagonists

and the media of the time.

There are also fictionalized facts
and characters for dramatic purposes.

"THINGS"

Things, things

Half an hour into our show,
and we're getting over the jitters.

THINGS (WITH MÓNICA RANDALL)
TVE. 1979

Those jitters we always have
during a first live show.

Our jitters must be nothing
compared to those experienced

by one of the most talked-about couples
in recent times.

They are Bárbara Rey and Ángel Cristo,

who have been kind enough
to show us their things.

Their home, their bed,
the house where they'll start a new life.

We bring you now an interview
by our colleague Jesús Mariñas.

So, happy couple,
you're about to be married.

The date approaches.
What are your wedding plans?

Is it scarier
than a premiere or facing lions?

Well…

I think a wedding can't be compared
to a premiere, right?

Or to any act with lions or anything.

Because if there's
anything important in life,

it's the union
between two people who love each other.

And that is our case.

Are you all right?

-As for me, I think…
-Yes, honey.

…we will experience jitters

because of everything
related to the wedding

and because it's a big decision
in our lives.

Ángel, Bárbara is
giving up everything for you.

Does that flatter or scare you?

It scares me a little.

Not because I don't think
I can make her happy,

because I love her very much.

What scares me is bringing her
into my world, which is…

It's a world of sacrifices,
and it's very tough.

But I think
when two people love each other,

they get to understand each other.

And I also think that's our case.

A toast! To the hottest chick in Spain!

-Yes!
-Olé! Ángel is bringing her to the circus.

Bárbara, you've given up everything
for love. That's not done nowadays.

In time, won't you regret it?

Well, I haven't given up everything.

I will stop working
because my work isn't compatible

with my future husband's life.

So I don't think I'll come to regret it,
because in the end,

what matters most
are human values and… feelings.

What I feel for Ángel.

I love him very much,
and we hope to maybe… have a child.

I think that is such a huge reward

that I don't think
I'll miss my artistic career.

I may long for it sometimes.

To deny that wouldn't be fair to myself.

It's been my profession.

I've made a living of it
because I like it very much.

I love my profession.
I'll miss it every now and then,

but I wouldn't trade it
for the life I'll have with Ángel.

UNTAMEABLE

BERLIN CIRCUS
SPAIN. 1958

CHAPTER 4
"FOR LIFE"

He's so brave.

Look what I have for you, Tarzan.

Holy sh*t! Come on.

Blasco!

Little Clown!

-Are you okay?
-Yeah. Close it.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah.

-Let's call a doctor.
-No, it's nothing.

Nothing, my a*s!

-My father can't find out.
-What will you tell him?

You tell him we've made a blood pact.

Blasco, my father is not an idiot.

But we are.

-No.
-Yes.

-Come on.
-No.

Come on.

Now we are brothers,
and brothers have each other's backs.

I was waiting for you.

Don't eat the bones.

When you do blow,
you don't eat, Little Clown.

I'm making up for lost time.

How long have you been clean?

Just long enough to feel great.

Okay.

And here by yourself, you haven't used?

This chicken is the only thing
I've inhaled since I got here.

Should I believe you,
after all the sh*t you've done?

Are you my friend or some as*h*le
who came to bust my ba*ls?

Okay.

Okay.

-You have cleaned up.
-Yeah, I told you.

And I still got a lot left to clean.

-Wow.
-Look me in the eyes.

-What do you want, you h*m*?
-Look at me, dammit.

There it is.

What's there?

The sparkle my brother
used to have in his eyes.

Oh, man.

-You didn't cook this.
-I did, man, I did.

-This was Hortensia. I know.
-She doesn't cook for me yet.

I like how peaceful it is here.

I'm in a hurry, Juan.
I'm expected at Prado del Rey.

That's why I called you.

I saw your interview on TV.

I would've liked to tell you in person,
but… it all happened so fast.

Sooner or later, it was bound to happen.
Although I… hoped it would be later.

Congratulations, María.

Thank you.

I guess from now on

we won't see each other as often, hm?

No, I think…

I think you don't understand.

You can dump a king.

I told you we were over
because it's over, Juan.

I'm very much in love with Ángel.

Come on, and I with Sofía.
What the hell, María?

-One thing doesn't rule out the other.
-But it does.

For me at least, it does.

María.

Juan, look,

you and I…

You and I have been
what we've been for three years.

From now on,
I would like us to be friends.

Just friends?

Just friends, yes.

Just friends.

I'd better call the chauffeur.

May I?

As a friend?

BÁRBARA REY'S LAST TV PERFORMANCE
RECORDING OF 1979 NEW YEAR'S EVE GALA

Bárbara Rey, late to work on her last day.

But I made it, Luis,
and that's what matters.

I can't believe this is the last time
I'll see you on my monitors.

Make me look good today, huh?

As always.

You look fantastic, Bárbara.

Marita.

Excuse me.

-How nice to see you!
-We couldn't miss your last gala.

Come, I'll introduce you to Luis,
the director. A master of his craft.

-Hello.
-Hello.

He'll make you look very nice.

-How exciting.
-He looks familiar.

I don't mean to steal her from you,
but she's a bit late.

Luis, give me two minutes. Be right there.

-Two minutes.
-Yes.

-How are you? How was the trip?
-Excellent.

Trains nowadays are wonderful.

-Yeah?
-Tell her.

Totana to Madrid in just eight hours.

How are Salva and Petri? Good?

You know your siblings.
They don't tell me anything.

I only know Petri
already has a dress for your wedding.

-You look so handsome.
-Oh, my girl.

We're almost there.

Norma.

-Bárbara.
-Gorgeous.

You look beautiful.
You want to leave all this behind?

-What a shame, babe.
-Oh, yes, a shame.

That's Norma Duval.

-Shut up. Keep walking.
-Fine.

-Come on in.
-Sure.

María, we won't make it, please.

Hortensia, this is Andrés, my father.

-Hello.
-And Salvadora, my mother.

-Pleasure.
-She's Hortensia. I'd be lost without her.

-Oh, shush. Let's go.
-I have to get ready.

-Of course.
-So hot in here.

Hello.

VALENCIA. SPAIN

Ángel, the bullring
is 50 meters in diameter.

-Well, 47 to be precise.
-Perfect.

It has enough power
to light three tents, water,

and anything you may need for the circus.

Do you think
I'm bringing you a normal circus?

-Hm…
-Do you know the Russian Circus?

Uh, of course, Ángel.

I'll remind you, just in case.

The Russian Circus is modernity,
thrills and, above all, happy families.

-Of course, Ángel.
-Just in case.

Of course.

-Hey, she'll come, right?
-Who?

-Your future wife.
-María?

No. Not María, Bárbara Rey.
That woman's a blank check.

-Mind what you say…
-Let's see, Ángel.

This would be good
for the Valencian community and for us.

It would be interesting
for a star of Bárbara Rey's stature

to show up here.

Do you know what would be interesting?

How many weeks
are you hosting my circus in your city?

We talked about two.

I think it'll be four.

You'll pay me for the first two now.

Ángel, that can't be done.
One month is… impossible.

What happens in a month?

I'm marrying who?

Bárbara Rey.

Do you know
how many reporters are going to come?

No, but… I can imagine.

You can't even imagine.

Since we announced the wedding,
the circus is full of paparazzi.

I'd love to put Valencia on the map,

but if you don't want to,
we'll take it to Málaga, and that's it.

You, go to Málaga?

-But you love Valencia.
-That's what I say, I love it.

-Well, then?
-Well, then.

-I don't understand, María.
-What?

What were you thinking,

deciding something like this
without telling me?

It all happened so fast, Paco.

-What could I do?
-Very. How long have you known him?

Please. How do I have
to tell you that I fell in love?

What can I do?

He must leave you shaking in bed,
otherwise--

-Mm, my mother.
-Yes.

No, sure, laugh it up, go on.

You'll see how funny it is
to get a complaint from the Lido.

A what?

It's called breach of contract, María.

It can cost you 15 million.

Sorry, but no, and I'll tell you why.

Because they told me
Norma would replace me,

and not to worry.

Of course.
There won't be any problems. None.

Only that we can end up in deep sh*t.

Excuse my language, madam.
It was uncalled for.

-You tell her.
-Tell her what?

That with her talent,
she can't stop working.

What can I tell you?
I like it that she's settling down.

Paco, don't be nervous. It's all right.

-Hello.
-It's alright.

Yes. It's Ángel.

Hello.

Ángel.

-Honey, I can't hear you. Where are you?
-On my way back from Valencia.

I'm calling you
on my brand-new portable phone.

What are you doing in Valencia?

-It was a morning round trip.
-You didn't tell me!

Because I'm telling you now,
we're getting married in Valencia.

What?

What you heard.

At the bullring.

They're closing it for us.
It'll be incredible.

The tent on the ring,
you and I at the altar.

-The wedding of the year.
-Out of your mind.

You're out of your mind.

What is it?

I'm getting married in Valencia.

In Valencia? Wow!

You know I'm doing my last show
in a moment, don't you?

And your fiancé will be there,
in the front row.

-I love you, María.
-Love you too. A kiss.

Well, that's it. Mom, to Valencia.

Great.

A month in Valencia is great,
but we have a problem with the gigs.

Go on.

The gala was great for us,
and now we have too many gigs.

-When has that been a problem?
-Never.

Because Blasco was an ace
at setting up dates. And he still is.

He's also a traitor.

Been seeing him for long?

-Since you kicked him to the curb.
-Drugs are for weak people.

-But he's clean now.
-So are my ba*ls.

We've been together since we were kids.

I can't leave him in the lurch.
He's our brother, dammit.

-Are you really abandoning him?
-Will you keep busting my ba*ls?

-Mr. Cristo?
-Yes.

Come with me to production control.

-Let's go.
-No. I'm leaving.

f*ck's sake,
Little Clown, she's my fiancée.

I have a lot to do.
See you at dinner, okay?

Bye.

What do you mean, production control?

I'm sorry, Mr. Cristo,
we are recording on set,

and you can't go in.

She's my future wife. Can't you…

I know, but don't worry.
The control room has a great view.

Great. Don't you worry. I'll find my way.

Don't you worry.

Camera four, César.

Close it a bit more. More. There.

Okay, ten seconds away. Everybody ready.

Hello, there. How nice to see you.
You look wonderful!

Thank you, Chelo, dear. So do you.

-Thank you. I'll let you enjoy this.
-See you later.

Paco, how are you?

Careful, camera one.
You have a reflection.

That's better.

Okay, here we go in three, two…

Ready, and… applause.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Camera one, go in. To Esteso.

…the company behind this show,
TVE, has spared no effort…

How come
they let you in this late, Chelito?

Perks of working here
for so many years, Mariñas.

…a superstar of show business,

who will sing for us the song entitled--

How am I doing?

Fernando, you're doing it very poorly.

Simpler, right?

Yes, simpler.

Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen…

What did I miss?

Everything, my dear.

I'm in time for the important part.

Camera ready. To the stage with Bárbara.

Playback and… to one.

Hey, the…

The interview was a success, huh?

You should thank me.
She gave it to you because I passed.

Sure.

-Or maybe you couldn't afford it.
-Afford what?

Bárbara never charges for exclusives.

You're forgetting Ángel, honey.

You wouldn't believe how he negotiates.
Cost us an arm and a leg.

One.

Three. One again. Let's go.

She's fantastic.

I want to see Bárbara on camera two.
What's going on with two?

Boys, the boss wants the special shot.
Are you newbies? For f*ck's sake.

That's it, that's the shot.

Okay, one again. In goes one.

She's incredible. So hot.

Three, and two again.

This chick is so hot.

Don't you miss a shot from two?

A bit more fondling.

That's it.

Oh, I'm gonna miss that little peach.

Camera four, stand by. That's it.

And now, to the finale.

And that's a wrap.

Thanks, everybody.

Bárbara, what a memorable farewell.
You were amazing.

-Thanks for everything, sweetheart.
-Thank you.

Bárbara… a small present from the network.

-For all the years you've given us.
-Thank you.

Bravo!

Thank you.

We know it's the end of an era for you

and you are excited to start a new one.

But for us,
your time in our home has heralded

the beginning of a new journey.

And for me, it's been a real pleasure
to share it with you.

You're making me cry, Fernando.

Know we will never forget you.

This is your home,
and our doors will always be open to you.

-Thank you.
-Bravo!

Psst!

-I can't accept this.
-Course you can.

Look, Ángel didn't want you to know,

but he gave me the money
when he heard you were clean.

-So Ángel knows about this?
-Yes. Didn't I say he gave it to me?

Blasco. Three brothers.

But keep it quiet.
He doesn't want you to know. You hear me?

Listen, your trailer is as you left it.

Trust me. Stay handsome.

Settle accounts with Mancuso,
and it'll all be as it used to be.

You are the handsome one.

-I've always been the most handsome.
-Easy there.

By the way,
have you and Hortensia already…?

-Already what?
-What? If there's been some action.

Go f*ck yourself!

Little Clown.

Three brothers?

Three brothers.

Okay, go.

This is what you wanted, right?

That's why you didn't give me
the exclusive?

No.

I didn't because I knew you wouldn't
let me say I was giving up my career.

Your last gala, María.
And I had to hear it on TV.

Chelo…

I'll finally have what I've always wanted.

I'm going to start a family.

With a man you barely know.

He's the one.

I know it. He's the one.

All I'm saying, honey,
is that you shouldn't rush.

A woman can start a family
without giving up her work.

I know, but I don't want to be a mother
who gets back from work at 3:00 a.m.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Well, I hope Mariñas paid you
good money for the exclusive.

Have I ever charged for an interview?

Never.

Be glad for me, please.

A little bit, at least.

If you're happy, then I'm happy.

Give me a hug.

You know I love you, right?

So do I. Very much.

I'm going to miss you a lot, hon.

Me too.

I'm not married yet, and I see
my woman in the arms of another.

Honey, we have so many memories…

By the way, where were you?
Weren't you going to be in the front row?

I watched from the control room.
Didn't want to make you nervous.

You were amazing.

A compliment from my future husband.
I probably shouldn't believe it.

Your parents are outside. Shall we go?

See you in a bit.

Sure.

We're even.

I gotta hand it to you, you have ba*ls.

If nothing else.

I paid you, didn't I?

You promised Ángel would sell.

Money is the least of it.

Yes, I was wrong, Mancuso.

I was wrong, and I'm wrong often.
And Ángel is the same.

He burned 100,000 of my pesetas
in my own home.

Money is the least of it, right?

Look at him. He's funny now, huh?

Are you a clown now?

Mancuso, the circus is
getting back on its feet.

It's doing better.

What the hell do you want me to do?

Because of that troia.

What?

I heard he's marrying

that wh*re,

Bárbara Rey.

Did you know his boss
is a very lucky figlio di puttana?

For 35 years

I've been going to bed
with the same woman.

And we are sick and tired of each other.

And that pig of a dr*fter
gets to f*ck that wh*re.

Mancuso, first of all, f*ck you.

And second,
don't talk about my brother like that.

Tell your brother something from me.

Why do all assholes in this country

want to f*ck blonde b*tches?

Blondes turn them on.

No!

It was him!

Get this piece of sh*t
out of my house! Fori!

Get him out, come on!

Cheers!

-Cheers!
-To María.

To María!

-To María!
-Thank you.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

You shouldn't drink
with your medication, Mom.

Just for the toast.

How lovely, it's…

This is so nice.

No. I'm her manager.

-He's the manager.
-Oh, practically part of the family.

I think this hard decision you made

will make you a great wife and, above all,

a great mother to my children.

-Once more, to María.
-Okay, again.

-To María!
-Cheers.

-To María!
-Thank you.

I'd like to say

that I am very happy to marry Ángel

and join you in the circus
because I want to learn as much as I can

to run this company
together with my husband.

Future husband, sorry.

And I'd like to clarify
that, although I'm leaving television,

I will always be an artist.

-Of course, honey.
-Of course, my love. Have you seen?

I've tamed many lions,

and I still don't know
if I'll be able to tame this creature.

Who knows.

-Please, eat, drink, help yourselves.
-Yes.

Maybe it's true
and he'll bring her into line.

-Margarita, why do you say that?
-What?

Hey, when do you think it'll be our turn?

What's the hurry?

They're in a bigger hurry,
and they look quite happy, don't they?

True enough.

-Ángel.
-Yes?

I was thinking I could be
in charge of the circus wardrobe.

Not a bad idea.
Not good either. I'll think about it.

María.

-Yeah, Paco?
-Needless to say, I'm here for you.

I want to go on as your manager.

Paquito, I'll be María's manager.

Anything that concerns her
goes through me first.

Enough taking advantage of my wife.

He's terrible.

What's this about you
and the circus, María?

My husband isn't reason enough, Chelo?

-What does that have to do?
-It has everything to do.

-What's going on?
-Nothing.

Chelo here was telling me
she loves my new dress.

Yes. I hadn't seen this one.

-A present from my future husband.
-Oh. I'd never seen her so covered up.

Do you mean so elegant?

So, where are you going on your honeymoon?

-Well…
-Should I tell them?

-Tell them.
-Tell us.

For our honeymoon,

we are going to
the United States of America, no less.

-Oh!
-How wonderful.

-I'll get Mom some water.
-Yes.

You better take good care of her.

I'll take her to the best places.

I don't mean that, Ángel.

I want you to love her well.
Like she deserves.

Are you going to tell me
how to love my wife?

I'm only telling you, Ángel,

that María will always
have me by her side,

watching out for her.

You are a good friend, Chelo,
but María has me now,

and it's what she chose, huh?

-Drink some, Mom.
-No, I'm making a toast.

Now it's my turn to propose a toast.

Salvadora, there's no need for more.

What? Can't I make a toast?

Yes, you can.

First, I want to thank you, Ángel.

Thank you because I guess
you'll make me a grandmother.

Well…

To be honest, I'd given up hope.

Because, well,
I couldn't picture María as a mother.

What your mother means
is that a 30-year-old woman--

She's a bit old to have children.

It's not just the age, Andrés.
It's also the life she's led.

A life of hard work, Salvadora.

-A lot of it.
-Well…

A life of hard work, Mom. I worked a lot.

If going around
showing your a*s can be called work…

Well, that's enough.

No. Everything the girl's done
has always been fine by you.

But it's not easy for a mother

to see her daughter in those dirty movies

or on magazine covers
with one man after the other like a--

Like a what, Mom?

Like a what?

Don't make me say it.

Like a what?

Like a wh*re?

Yes, María, like a wh*re.

Well, that's enough.

Don't touch me!

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

-How are you?
-Fine.

-Hm?
-Mm-hmm.

-Know what I was thinking?
-What?

That today I have no rehearsals,

no photo shoots, no promotional work.

-Do you miss it?
-Oh, so much.

-You know what?
-What?

-I'll make breakfast today.
-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.
-How fancy, huh?

-Worthy of a five-star hotel.
-Good.

With coffee.

-Juice.
-Of course.

Toast and orange marmalade.

Excuse me, orange marmalade?

From Totana.
It's so good. I have a jar here.

You are so good.

-No, wait, I have a lot to do.
-You don't have to work today.

Right, but you know what?

Don't know if you heard,
but I'm getting married.

-I heard something.
-Right?

Yeah.

You know what?

-I love seeing you like that.
-How?

Happy.

-I'll take a shower.
-Okay.

Hello.

María?

No, María can't come
to the phone. Who is it?

A friend.

Would you like to leave a message?

I'll call her back, thanks.

What is it?

You got a call.

Who was it?

I don't know. A man. Said he was a friend.

A nameless friend?

His voice sounded familiar.

Well, I know so many famous people.

-Do you?
-Mm-hmm.

-A lot of them?
-A lot.

-How many?
-Oof!

A lot.

f*ck me dead.

-Should I go?
-Go.

Ángel!

-Coming.
-Ángel.

What is it?

The wound is deep,
but luckily it was a clean cut.

What's most important is
no vital organs were affected.

We stabilized him,
but he lost a lot of blood.

He's still sedated.

The prognosis is serious.

But it's still too early
to say how he'll come along.

All we can do is wait, okay?

Now we are brothers,

and brothers have each other's backs.

Think it was Mancuso?

They found him
in an open field near his circus.

Ángel, it's not your fault.

You said it,
he got in this mess all by himself.

What are you gonna do?

Get married.

BULLRING. VALENCIA
JANUARY. 1980

Bravo!

Gorgeous!

Long live the best man!

-You look beautiful.
-Thank you.

Welcome.

You may sit.

Ángel.

María.

I've been saying mass
in this circus for many years.

Today, under this tent,

I find you radiant and excited

to join your lives,

and that's all that matters in God's eyes.

Let us now hear the word of the Lord.

The silent wife is a gift from the Lord.

The honest wife doubles her charm.

Incalculable is the worth
of a wife who can control herself.

Like a sun rising in the Lord's heavens,

the beauty of a virtuous wife

is the radiance of her home.

A bit more fondling.

Oh, I'm gonna miss that little peach.

The Gospel of the Lord.

Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

The peace of the Lord be with you always.

And with your spirit.

Let us fraternally
exchange the sign of peace.

Son of a b*tch!

Peace be with you.

Peace be with you.

Do you know who I am?

-Peace be with you.
-Peace be with you.

This is what happens
when I'm disrespected.

María, I give you this ring

as a sign of my love and loyalty.

Ángel, receive this ring

as a sign of my love and loyalty to you.

Ángel Cristo,

do you take María García as your wife,

in sickness and in health,

for richer, for poorer,

till death do you part?

I do.

If there's a next time,

I swear you're a dead man.

And you, María García,

do you take Ángel Cristo
to be your lawfully wedded husband

in sickness and in health,

for richer, for poorer,
till death do you part?

I do.

Love one another, the way members
of the circus family do.

You may kiss the bride.

-Long live the newlyweds!
-Bravo!

Bravo!

Bravo!

-Long live the newlyweds!
-Bravo!

Beautiful!

I've been thinking I'd like to do more
than introduce the acts.

But María, you are great
as master of ceremonies.

You have no f*cking idea
what I'm capable of

if you touch my family again.

-Ángel, I've missed you.
-Cata!

Ángel Cristo's wife.

You are very lucky, Bárbara.

María, ignore her.

"Bárbara Rey's lovers."

A while ago there was talk

of someone important,
someone in the government.

Someone very powerful.
The kind that walks on fine carpets.

María.

Your Majesty.

I thought I had caged all my beasts.

Well, not all of them are so docile.

You f*cked the king of Spain.

What were you talking about?
All the men you f*cked?

Good evening, Your Majesty.