01x04 - Volver

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We'll start our last segment
with what was promised:

an exclusive interview with a star.

And, speaking of,
this star needs no introduction. Manucho.

Welcome.

-Thanks for having me.
-A pleasure.

We were talking backstage,
praising your outfit.

That suit looks imported.

My outfit looks like I got it
from a thrift store next to yours.

-Manucho has always been well dressed.
-Thank you.

Back in Argentina, the same debate.

Three teams dominating the league.

Roberto, it's five.

Again with the five teams.

Are we going to discuss this every day?

No!

As long as Heredia and Luna are together,
we cannot go back.

They have the g*ng, the business,
the allies, they have the club, Manucho.

If we don't act now, they'll stay there
as long as they f*cking want.

We'll make things hard for Luna,
you'll leave Heredia.

When they're weak, and we're strong,

we'll take over the g*ng,
you'll run for chairman,

we'll help you win.

Everybody loves you, you're the club's
hot shot, members love you.

If you win, we all win.

I really appreciate it, guys,
but I'm fine this way.

Will you let Heredia treat you like sh*t?

You're being controlled like a puppet
at the meetings.

Where's the Manucho we all know?

Think about it.

CLUB HOOLIGANS

Las Flores, Chila.

This side of the river,
that's Viera's g*ng.

And then, La Cárcova.
Luna's the boss there.

So, it's his area now.
I don't want any f*ck-ups.

Me neither.

I want San Andrés.

Clear the area for me,
and you'll get this dough every week.

What are the brothers up to now?

We'll take over the San Andrés g*ng.

You and the three little piggies?

If there's trouble, I'll step back
and Tres Dedos is a strong presence.

We'll take care of him.

We're on TV, all of us.

It's time to play the Rotten Egg.

It's fun, people like it a lot.

But you won't like it. What's your name?

This is how it goes.
I'll explain the game.

I have 24 eggs here, 12 of which...

-Who's there?
-Narcotics, dude.

We need info on that as*h*le.

Where he lives,
his schedule, his every move.

Everything you know.

-Are you feeling dizzy?
-Piss off.

This is serious.

Coco, we know he manages
all the dope in the stadium.

They give you crumbs
to sell around the neighborhood.

Is it true or not?

You're making me nervous, Huevo.
Cut to the chase.

We're taking over this shitty club g*ng.

If you're in, we'll do
what we did with Chila in Libertad.

You'll handle the dope in the stadium.

You'll see money for real.
You'll be in for big money.

And you can leave your mom's house.
Try and picture that.

We need you to get us that info

and some guys who might be
interested in being in the new g*ng.

Bring everyone that's not on the run.

We'll f*ck them up, Prepucio.

These are only size 8?

They'll f*ck me up.

They'll come after me, Huevo.
Tres Dedos will come.

If you're with us,
no one will come after you.

Size 8 is the only one I have.

-Tell me your size, I can get them.
-Hey, are you in or out?

Hurry up, f*ck. Give me everything.

Faster, m*therf*cker.

-Don't look at me.
-No.

Don't look at me.

You think I'm a kid?

Don't look at me, f*ck.
Are you Ret*rded?

-Hurry up.
-Don't look at me, m*therf*cker!

Don't get up, old fart.

Let's go, dude!

Let's go!

THE BOYS

VILLA SAN ANDRÉS
STORM SEWER UNDER CONSTRUCTION

A beautiful afternoon of soccer
at the great stadium...

This is a f*cking mess!

The Summer Cup is coming to an end...

Two great teams are playing.

Mute it, dude.

Who is it?

Polaco. Open up.

Wanna make money for real, kid?

Polaco and César came to see me.

They want me to run for the elections.

For chairman?

What did you say?

They're batshit crazy.

I don't know, it's not a bad idea.

You're not in your rightful place.

It's true, they treat you
like any employee.

Or worse.

I can't see you like this.

You're down, you used to be so energetic.

You need motivation.

Think about the things
you did for the club.

Maybe you can do much more
from another place.

You can do things
that bring you happiness, like before.

I don't know.

So many tough and bitter old men there.

I wouldn't stand a chance.

You would. You're different.

None of them is the club hot shot.

How to compete against that?

You'd be a fine chairman for Libertad.

Trust me.

LIBERTAD
THE HOOD IS OURS

How's school?

Fine.

Made any friends now?

Need help with homework?

You know about this?

Yeah, I remember.

"Mark the object with a circle."

"The dog was adopted by the lady."

The dog... I mean...

You need to find
the object in the sentence.

Let me see.

-The object.
-"The dog was adopted by the lady."

What's the object?

You see, I can't see from here.

I was terrible at school.

I'd only play soccer, never study.

I always got an F in Math.

Same here.

Really? Math's hard for you?

No, but I didn't study
because I played soccer.

I mean it. I'd play soccer all day long.

Do you really like soccer?

Yes. What's the problem?

No, I mean...

-It's weird.
-I don't understand what's weird.

Not weird, but... I don't know.

-I didn't expect you to...
-What?

Nothing.

What position?

Midfielder.

Sometimes striker.

What about you?

I was a striker.

From the outside, I was fast.

-Sign me up for soccer.
-What?

-Yeah.
-Where?

Take me to Libertad.

There's no women's soccer.
Girls play hockey there.

-Another club?
-I don't think there's any.

Look it up!

-You'll look it up?
-I'll see.

Bye!

We still have a chance to qualify.

The sale went south, we need the money.

Don't focus on basketball.

We need to pay salaries.

Basketball? Since when?

-Let's vote! Floor or no floor?
-No.

That's it. f*ck the floor.

-Sports played with feet, not hands.
-This is how we do...

Rodolfo, do you have a minute?

Can you give me your friend's number,
the publicist? We need some sponsors.

Are you kidding me?

You don't give a f*ck about my opinion
and you ask me for contacts?

Don't get mad.
Everyone has their role to play.

No sh*t. What's my role here?

Giving you contacts,
looking cute for the pictures?

I didn't come back for this.

Step on the pedal. Go ahead.

That's it.

Good. You're doing good.

Turn left here.

Good. Nice.

Very good. You're driving.

We're alone.
If there was a car, I'd hit it.

Have more faith in yourself.
You're doing fine.

We're near the end.

Now? What should I do?

Step on the clutch slowly.

And then the brake.

That's it. Good.

-Good.
-Yeah?

Do you want to go again?

No, not again.

Go. You're doing fine.

Go ahead.

-First gear.
-First gear.

It's okay.

Grandma, can I use your phone?

WOMEN'S SOCCER
AT VIERA SOCCER CLUB

Take your clothes off
and get in the shower.

Please, just a little bit longer.
We can never...

Okay, but then you take a bath.

-Hello.
-Hello.

There's beer in the fridge.

I'm good. Thank you.

-How are you?
-Hi.

I had my first driving lesson today.

Good.

You can accept being left without money,

even without Libertad.

What you can't accept
is being left without the g*ng.

As Uncle always said,
people have no f*cking idea about gangs.

Violent team supporters. f*ck that!

It's much more than that.

Let's go!

It's being a part of something,

being someone.

They know you're Huevo
because you drank a bottle of eggnog

and fought five guys.

They know you're one of the twins,
you're fun, charming,

but you'd eat a guy's liver
just to earn more respect.

That's it, respect.

A g*ng member is respected.

When they take that away,

you do anything to come back.

We're doing this for Uncle's memory.

All of you know who Uncle was.

Libertad's g*ng will be ours once again.

This is the beginning!

-Is that clear?
-Yeah!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go, Libertad! Let's go!

Bring the car!

Come on! Get out!

Get out! Come here!

Run, b*tch!

f*cking run!

TAFFAREL BOUNCY CASTLES

No, wait.

Come on!

Come on!

Hurry the f*ck up!

A doctor! I need a doctor!

Hurry the f*ck up!

A wheelchair!

Come on!

Come on!

Hello, Trimarchi's office?

-Upstairs.
-Thanks.

-Hi, excuse me.
-Come on in.

I'm aware of the situation.

-All I'm asking you...
-You don't ask. We do.

From here on now,
the g*ng and the business are ours.

Ticket selling, flag selling,
hot dogs, car extortionists, all of it.

Any decision you'd like to make
will be discussed with us first.

Understood?

-Yes, but we have to discuss some details.
-Details are for later.

We're partners now.
We don't like to be f*cking bothered.

Whatever you need to discuss,
do it with whom it may concern.

Congratulations on today's win.

I have a question.
Do you have women's soccer in San Andrés?

No.

f*ck.

J, K, L...

K... Okay.

A, B, C, D, E, F, G,

H, I, J, K, L.

E it is.

Chicken. Do you want to eat chicken?

But can you taste the flavor?

You remember the flavor, then.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Mom turn you around?

Turn the light off, it's late for Enzo.

Any news?

I'm on it.

-I've found a club.
-Really?

-Where?
-Viera.

No f*cking way.

-Why not?
-Just because.

It's Libertad's rival, are you serious?

-No. There must be another one.
-There isn't another one.

Get it out of your head,
you're not playing there.

-There.
-Yes.

The girls are here for me.

Manucho told me you went after him.

I think it's something he can do.

Ximena showed up.

She came to live with me.

Okay, so you stepped up.

What's that?

I was always responsible.

Her mom is crazy. She took her away.

You know that. Don't hold grudges.

I don't.

-It's good you look after her.
-You know why I said it.

-No. Why?
-You're still hurt.

What?

You weren't the only one.

You're a dickhead.

You knocked her up while we were together.

You f*cked up, man.

But I did you a favor.

Europe, a winner of a boyfriend.

You living off him.

Pretty good, no?

You're an as*h*le.

It's hard for him
to find a chance to score.

The team is feeling Acosta's absence.

Drinking at 11:00 a.m.?

You watch soccer with beer.
I don't pick the time.

There's a lot at stake for Libertad.

Go get the takeout!

What's up, Bruce Lee?

-You know who Bruce Lee is.
-Yes.

He's like your Maradona.

I think you got it wrong.
We don't eat chicken.

Your mom ordered it.

All right. Thank you.

Mom, why did you order chicken?
We don't like it.

Enzo wanted chicken.

What?

You ordered chicken?

Libertad puts pressure. Lemos defends.

Header, Terzo kicks.

The goalkeeper Arenas has the ball.

Libertad is dominating the first minutes.

Terzo again,
and Arenas again, who says no.

It's Terzo's third try,
and the goalkeeper has the ball.

Arenas is proving to be focused.

What if they win? How will they rank?

Leading.

But Viera won last night,
so we have to win today.

Frías kicks and hits the crossbar.

What a shot. Libertad is safe.

Goalkeeper's ball. Frías was close.

I'll be back and we'll check it out.

-All right?
-Okay, sure.

-You came alone.
-Yes, Ximi stayed at home.

-What's up?
-You're pretty.

Polaco, I don't have time. What's up?

-I can't compliment you?
-No, you can't.

-Hi, Lu.
-Hi, girls.

Look...

Ximi wants to play soccer.

So?

I've been looking for a club,
but there isn't one.

There isn't?

There's Viera, but it's a no-go.

-Why?
-What do you mean "why"? It's Viera.

I don't understand soccer.
What's wrong with Viera?

It's Libertad's enemy.
My kid isn't joining that f*cking club.

Let me get this straight.

You won't let Ximi play soccer

because the only club
with women's soccer is your team's rival?

-Exactly.
-You're a moron.

What?

Listen, Ximi never asks for anything.
She's having a shitty time.

She's asking to play soccer,
that's healthy.

She's not asking to buy her beer.

But I could buy you one.

I've to get back to work.

Start thinking of an explanation
for social services.

Okay, stop. Wait.

Can you sign her up?

She can play, but I'm not going
to that f*cking club.

Give me the ball!

Shall we go or not?

Come on, take the ball. Good.

Yes!

Here!

Go!

Go!

I'm open!

I can't believe my niece
is playing in that f*cking club.

I can't believe it.

What?

What?

It's okay, we can work something out.

-But I'd like to talk about something.
-Look, we all got your back, Manucho.

You're the only one who can make a change.
No one else.

-Want another beer?
-Sure.

Pola?

-Hey.
-What?

Another beer?

Yeah.

-I'll get it.
-No, I'll go.

-Where's the toilet?
-Over there.

First door to the left.

Thank you.

Okay.

-A toast?
-Sure.

-Look me in the eye.
-Come on!

So...

-What?
-You were nervous.

-You were nervous.
-Nervous? Shut up.