45 rpm (2019): Season 1, Episode 13 - Episode #1.13 - full transcript
NETFLIX PRESENTS
We were about to be absorbed
by Eugenio Vidal.
Which would've meant losing our jobs,
but that didn't happen, and here we are.
- When will you tell him?
- I don't know.
The only reason they gave
Guillermo the loan
is because you're the guarantee.
The future depends on you.
- Who are they?
- He's Fraga's right hand man.
We want to use the festival's huge impact
to convey a positive image of Spain.
We want you to present
a candidate this year.
We're on it.
We want to use the occasion
to present a new image of Fanny.
We have no objection to
the girl being in the contest,
but we want the boy, Robert.
What would happen
is Robert's career didn't go well?
Robert is the collateral.
If his career went badly
it'd all go to hell.
Guillermo couldn't handle the debt
and bye-bye Golden and Futura.
What if no one likes the new Fanny?
How could they not?
To me you've always been
the prettiest girl in the world.
Every time I saw you in magazines
I'd gaze at you, spellbound.
Today you kissed the hand
of Franco's wife.
What will the kids who listen
to your music think now,
those who've confronted their parents
to try to be free?
You know what you said
to those kids today?
You have to bow your head
and look the other way.
Carmencita has stressed
that she'd love it if
Robert won the competition.
And the Generalissimo couldn't
refuse his granddaughter's wishes.
So it's rigged from the start.
Tonight, on Music Carousel,
we'll find out who has the honor
of representing us in the final.
Do you know why I never sang again?
It reminded me of you, of us,
of how much I loved you.
I thought that after so many years
it was all dead and buried.
Robert, you have to calm down.
I don't want to calm down,
I don't want to win the contest.
I don't want a photo
with Carmencita
or do interviews praising the Regime.
You know I think the same,
and I know how hard this is for you,
but you're going onstage
with Los Truenos
and doing the best concert of your life.
The artist who is to represent Spain
in the next Eurovision is...
José Guardiola.
Excuse me, this isn't what we agreed on.
We're not taking a cretin to Eurovision
who doesn't respect the Generalísimo
or his country.
Or do you deny what you said?
As of today,
you'll find out how you do
with the Regime against you.
- What?
- We're banning you in the press,
- radio and television.
- That's a little...
Your career is over, kid.
- Have you seen Robert?
- No. Didn't he sleep with you?
- No, that's why I asked you.
- He didn't come home.
- Guys, have you seen Robert?
- No.
No one's admitted with that name.
I don't know what's going on,
but it must be serious.
I'm Guillermo, you can trust me.
Calm down. What's wrong?
- We didn't what became of you.
- I just needed to be alone.
- Maribel is overwhelmed.
- Where is she?
With Guillermo, talking.
45 REVOLUTIONS
Are you sick?
Yes.
Are you dying?
Fuck...
Since when have you known?
Since I came to Madrid
and sneaked into the Price.
- That's why we met.
- No, stop, Robert.
Don't tell me this shit has a bright side.
Put yourself in my place.
Why didn't you say anything?
I tried loads of time,
but I didn't know how.
By opening your mouth
and telling the truth!
It's not that hard.
I could've helped you,
found a doctor, an expert
to help you before it's too late.
Would you have signed me?
Would you have made an album?
- Kid, who am I?
- Bullshit, Guillermo.
Of course I would've.
You would've patted me on the back,
wished me luck,
and we would've gone
our separate ways.
I know I've been selfish, okay?
But it was my only chance.
In all this time
you never had the balls
to say "Guillermo,
this is happening to me."
After signing, after recording
the first single and album,
after organizing a tour that
could've killed you. Shit, Robert...
I didn't want you pitying me.
Is that so bad?
Yes, it is.
It's bad because you're dying
and you shut me out,
you both shut me out.
I don't get it,
we're supposed to be a team
and take decisions together. Together.
Now I understand Sonora,
I understand Eurovision.
I'm an asshole!
I don't understand
why you didn't trust me,
because I've busted a gut for you,
and you've lied to me all this time
to my fucking face.
Let's calm down a little
and talk this over, okay?
Please, Guillermo.
Guillermo, don't go. Please.
Guillermo, what's wrong?
Guillermo, please, have you gone mad?
What's wrong, Guillermo? What's wrong?
Rosi, Juan, pick this up, please.
Let's go somewhere quiet.
The credit's linked exclusively
to Robert's profits, right?
The kid's dying, okay, Zabala?
He's dying.
Can we talk for 5 minutes about
something besides money, please?
I understand the situation.
He's your artist
and I'm really sorry, but honestly,
I care much more about
the future of my wife and son
and all the people working here.
I don't know if you realize
the trouble we're in,
so I'll ask you again.
Is the credit linked exclusively
to Robert's profits?
Fuck!
Then excuse me for having
a drink with you,
but I need it to take this in.
Look, I know you're right,
we have to think about all this,
but I don't know how to cope with this.
My head's racing,
I don't know what to do.
- How is he?
- Fucking great, fucking great.
How has he been all these months?
I have no idea. No idea.
Fuck...
I didn't even ask him.
Go home and rest.
You have to get this straight,
you can't work like this,
I'll look after the business.
- What are you going to do?
- I don't know, frankly.
But I'll think of something.
Really, go and rest.
Listen, Zabala...
Guillermo, you'd do
the same thing for me, right?
What a blow. Poor kid.
And instead of consoling him,
asking how he is,
I went at him for lying.
I'm an asshole, damn it.
Come on, take it easy.
Just apologize tomorrow.
Why don't you go home
and get some rest?
I don't want to.
You know what I want.
That's why I'm saying it.
- Pour me one, Tino.
- No.
Do you know why not?
Because it won't be one.
One will follow another
and another and...
- Pour me a drink, damn it!
- No, I won't.
If you want to screw up your life,
do it on your own.
- Right.
- But count me out.
Fuck!
Fuck!
Can I come in?
Pedro told me everything.
How are you?
Well, I've been better.
Why have you come, Ángeles?
I really don't know.
Sure you don't have
anything stronger to drink?
I don't know, I needed some air.
For some time
things haven't been going well.
Pedro spends almost
all day at the office
and when he comes home
we shout at each other all night.
I'm sorry, but I don't know what I can do.
You already did it.
I know I shouldn't be here,
but since the kiss yesterday
I can't think of anything else.
Ángeles, if you stay we'll hurt
the people we care about most
and we'll regret it.
If only it were like this
when we were together.
We never would've split up.
- Good morning, José Antonio.
- Good morning, Mr. Rojas.
- How are you?
- Fine. And you?
Well, we've been better.
Look, I'll tell you.
Have you ever had the feeling
of being about to get
everything you want and suddenly,
it vanishes before your eyes?
No? Good for you then.
- How's the press today?
- Hot. Do you want one?
Go on.
SPANISH MUSIC STAR SERIOUSLY ILL
What the hell is this?
Please, don't start.
The meeting's over.
- How did this get in the press?
- What do you think?
So it was you.
I'll smash your face, bastard!
Sure. It was the only way
to spin the story in our favor.
How the hell will you
spin it in our favor?
First, it'll boost album sales.
Second, we can kneel and beg
to get the ban lifted
and look at our options.
Maybe the kid
can do his final concerts
and cover part of the loan.
So that's it. Making money
from Robert's illness.
- You can't get any lower!
- Yes, you can!
You can beg in the street
and sleep in the fucking park!
- Fuck that! Where are you going?
- To work to save this company.
You've crossed a line!
Guillermo, I'm asking you, please...
Something has to be done, and now.
Do you have a better idea?
I'm all ears.
You'd be doing me a favor.
Mr. Zabala, excuse me.
- Have they arrived yet?
- Yes, they're in the meeting room.
- Let's go.
- Go where?
Guillermo, we need them
to take the ban off us.
We have to swallow our pride.
The Vice-Minister is waiting.
- Fucking hell.
- It's the only way to save this.
- Fuck, Zabala.
- I'm begging you.
Give me a minute.
One minute.
We first want to apologize
for Robert's words on the Regime.
It doesn't reflect
the philosophy of this company, right?
Anyway, we want you
to understand the situation.
Robert was very ill and that's a tragedy,
but especially for him.
Where is the boy in question?
We were expecting to see him
and get a personal apology.
Of course, but he's in the clinic
getting all kinds of tests.
We're trying to reverse
this situation, God willing.
He wanted to be here,
but we said health comes first.
Country comes first.
Country first, then health,
that's what I meant to say.
I want you to understand
that when Robert said that,
he'd just received the diagnosis.
In these situations
one doesn't think,
but he's very sorry
and told us this
so that we'd tell you,
right, Guillermo?
- Eh?
- No.
What's that?
He's not sorry. Nor will he be.
Guillermo, can we talk
about this for a moment?
Look, Pedro, some time ago
I asked Robert:
"Hey, what's rock and roll to you "?
Robert pulled out a cigarette
and said:
"This is rock and roll."
I started Futura
in order to work differently,
with no one telling me how
to do things, not even you.
If this is your way of trying
to lift the ban on your artist,
- it's looking bad for you.
- You still don't get it.
No one's stopping this.
Not your yelling, your threats,
your censorship, your confiscation
of records, or your bans.
Robert's music will be alive
long after you've disappeared
and there's nothing you can do
to stop it.
Please, I'm begging you.
Guillermo...
Piss off.
Let's go.
Alright then.
- So that's rock and roll?
- Yes, sir.
- What did the Vice-Minister say?
- Baldie was struck dumb.
They won't lift the ban.
I'll be lucky if
they don't send me the cops.
And the future of Futura and Golden?
I have no idea, really.
But we can be proud,
the three of us have made history.
Don't you ever forget it.
I wouldn't change it for anything.
Me neither.
Listen, Robert,
about yesterday...
I didn't know how to take it, okay?
I don't know how to now, actually.
- But forgive me.
- No, I have to apologize.
When we met I said we were
going to do great things together
and that I'd be there till the end.
We've done the first, okay?
And as for the second...
I'm here for whatever you need.
Don't cry, hey. Don't cry.
Thanks for everything.
Alright...
- Fuck, I have to go.
- Go where?
I'm meeting the guys.
See you tomorrow.
Robert, are you alright?
- Of course I am.
- Are you sure?
Leave him, he's got a lot on his plate.
Maribel...
Guillermo...
Look, if we have to go down,
we should do it in style.
How about we hold
a farewell concert?
Come on, guys, it's starting.
Come on, come in.
Come on. Up you go.
Up, we'll be late.
Hi, girls.
- Hi.
- Hi.
See you later. Come on.
If I may...
- Ready?
- Since I was a kid.
That's the way.
- It's time, guys.
- Come on.
Come on, go.
Hands, eyes... This show
is going to be epic, epic!
One, two, three... rock and roll!
Go, knock 'em dead.
What's up, Madrid?
Now I understand... Sonora,
I understand Eurovision.
I'm an asshole!
I don't understand
why you didn't trust me,
because I've busted a gut for you,
and you've lied to me all this time
to my fucking face.
Let's calm down a little
and talk this over, okay?
- Please, Guillermo.
- I'm out of here.
Please.
I'm sorry.
What did you want me to do?
He had to find out sooner or later.
To wait for me to talk to Guillermo.
It's my life, my decision,
you had no right.
And you had a right
to vanish like that?
I've been looking for you,
nobody knew where you were.
Guillermo, please,
have you gone mad?
What's wrong, Guillermo?
Are you alright?
Guillermo, please.
Rosi, Juan, pick that up, please.
Come with me.
Let's go somewhere quiet.
I'm sorry I worried you.
I wasn't worried, I was terrified.
I thought you were dead.
- Maribel. Zip me up, please.
- You're going out?
Yes. I'm meeting some girlfriends
I haven't seen for ages.
They were widowed and we lost touch.
Now, I'm almost a widow too...
- Mom, don't be crude.
- It was a joke.
- Thanks.
- I like seeing you like this.
How? In evening dress?
Joking, meeting friends,
living your life.
Sometimes you have to follow
the advice of people who love you,
even though it's hard to hear.
- By the way, how's Robert?
- Good. We argued a little, but...
Look, I've never understood
this mulish obsession with work,
but now I'm proud of everything
you've done on your own.
Even if Robert's a good boy,
nice, handsome,
I don't want any man
to determine your life.
And much less wipe that
lovely smile off your face.
Promise me?
- Yes.
- I learned very late.
- Mom...
- I left you dinner in the kitchen.
- Mom...
- Who knows when I'll be home tonight?
- Are you alright?
- Yes, yes. I'm fine.
Go to your widows,
they'll be waiting for you.
Maribel, Maribel, wake up.
Look. Have you seen this?
ROBERT, SPANISH MUSICIAN,
TERMINALLY ILL
- How did they find out?
- Is it true?
Oh, my girl.
Maribel.
- What a surprise, Diego.
- Hello, Elisa. Is Maribel in?
Yes, but it's not a good time, Diego.
- It's a bit...
- Mom, leave us alone a moment.
Yes, of course.
I was going shopping.
- How are you?
- What do you think?
Did you know about all this?
Yes, but I couldn't say anything,
I'm sorry, Diego.
Maribel, I know
it's a tough time, okay?
It's a tricky time for everyone,
for me as well.
I helped you get the loan,
I did you another favor.
I had to answer
to my bosses personally,
- all to get you out of a jam.
- I didn't ask you.
You played the hero
saving the situation, okay?
For you, Maribel. For you.
It was the only way
to stop you going to London.
I couldn't stand the idea
of you being far away.
But you're with Carmen, aren't you?
Yes, but...
I keep thinking about you, okay?
I act like I'm over it, but it's a lie.
- Diego, please...
- I can't forget
that you're the most important
thing for me
and I'll always be here for you.
I'm sorry, Diego,
I can't do this now.
I'm going.
Shut the door on the way out, okay?
SINGER ROBERT,
DIAGNOSED WITH TERMINAL ILLNESS
- Have you seen Robert?
- No.
What's going on, Maribel?
Is it true?
I can't talk.
Have you seen Guillermo?
I think he's in the meeting room.
- How are you?
- Fine, thanks.
Piss off.
I don't understand how
the news got out.
I don't know,
but everyone knows.
You should've seen people's faces.
If I hadn't said anything,
this wouldn't have happened.
No, no.
There was nothing you could do.
If I catch the fucker who leaked it,
- I'll smash his face in.
- It was me.
What?
- How could you be so vile?
- Can I talk to you?
There's nothing to talk about.
Leave me alone with him for a moment.
I'm asking you, please.
I suppose you hate me right now.
Listen, about yesterday...
I didn't know how to take it, okay?
I don't know how to now, actually.
But forgive me.
Don't cry, hey. Don't cry.
Alright...
Fuck, I have to go.
- Where are you going now?
- I'm meeting the guys.
See you tomorrow.
Robert, are you alright?
- Of course I am.
- Are you sure?
Leave him, he's got a lot on his plate.
Maribel...
Guillermo...
Look, if we have to go down,
we should do it in style.
How about we hold
a farewell concert?
Where, if Robert's banned everywhere?
Not in Pasapoga or Castelló.
They won't book him anywhere.
Who said it has to be a venue?
You want to do it in the street?
Arrested by the cops,
just what we needed.
No, we have a better option.
The rooftop at Golden.
I like it.
I want entrance to be free,
anybody who wants can come.
That's going to be a lot of people.
We have to organize a lot of things.
Put up posters in the streets,
call the schools, the colleges.
- Like the old days.
- Yes.
I'll take care of it.
This is the number the lighting guy.
Tell him we want the best facilities.
Posters everywhere,
concert halls, rehearsal rooms,
everyone has to find out.
Go. Isabel, 2000 copies of this.
Maribel, how are you?
You must feel awful.
I can't believe it, he's so young.
That's why on the shoot
he was taking pills.
I thought he was getting high.
How's Robert coping?
- As well as he can.
- I imagine.
I know it's not the best time,
but people keep asking me
when the single's coming out.
So, when?
It has to be mixed,
sent to the factory
and Clara's finishing the cover.
This is the photo we chose.
I know you're on something else,
but it'd be good to ride the wave.
People are talking about me.
Can you stop for a moment?
Thanks.
We need to speed it up, right?
The main thing's already done.
- Maribel.
- Yes.
It's all sung and recorded,
how long can the rest take?
I'm sure Clara can speed up the cover.
Relax, we're all working
on your single launch.
As you see,
we care about other people.
Hello.
Hello.
I was looking for you.
We know where to do the show.
- Where?
- The rooftop at Golden.
I love it.
- When?
- Friday.
- I can't on Friday.
- Why? Are you feeling alright?
Nothing's wrong.
Can't we do it sooner?
We can change it.
If you feel bad, if it's too much,
we can cancel it.
No, I can do it, I want to do it.
We'll do the best show
the country's ever seen.
- Okay.
- I just ask that it's sooner.
Robert and Los Truenos,
entrance free.
Tell your grandkids
to come to this show.
Guys, Robert and Los Truenos,
entrance free.
Robert's next show.
I'll leave them here, everyone come!
Come with your friends, everyone.
Robert and Los Truenos, next Thursday.
I'll leave the flyers for you.
You're all invited next Thursday.
Put those in there.
Santi, how are you doing?
Put it all in back.
Come on, guys, let's go.
Let's go. Let's go.
Inside.
Hey! Girls?
I hope you come, eh?
I imagine Chimo's explained,
but let's go over... the details.
It's packed, Maribel.
There are crowds waiting to get in.
Everyone wants to see you.
Listen, I'm sorry I've been
a bit distant with you lately.
It's fine, it's only natural
in all this madness.
The biggest one.
But if you need to talk,
I'm always here.
I know, you always are.
I'm a huge fan.
Can I get your autograph?
Sorry, I'm a bit nervous.
I'll see you later.
Guys, it's packed,
there's a crowd on the street.
- Guys... Ready?
- Since I was a kid.
That's the way.
- It's time, guys.
- Come on, come on.
Hands, eyes... This concert
is going to be epic, epic!
One, two, three... rock and roll!
Go, knock 'em dead.
What's up, Madrid?
Now I understand... Sonora,
I understand Eurovision.
I'm an asshole!
I don't understand
why you didn't trust me,
because I've busted a gut for you,
and you've lied to me all this time
to my fucking face.
Please, Guillermo. Please.
I'm sorry
What did you want me to do?
He had to find out sooner or later.
To wait for me
to talk to Guillermo.
It's my life, my decision,
you had no right.
And you had a right
to vanish like that?
I've been looking for you,
nobody knew where you were.
Guillermo, have you gone mad?
Guillermo, what's wrong?
Guillermo, please.
Rosi, Juan, pick that up, please.
Come with me.
Let's go somewhere quiet.
- I'm sorry I worried you.
- I wasn't worried,
I was terrified.
I thought you were dead.
Hi.
I'm sorry.
I don't understand how
the news got out.
I don't know,
but everyone knows.
If I catch the fucker who leaked it,
- I'll smash his face in.
- It was me.
What?
- How could you be so vile?
- Can I talk to you?
There's nothing to talk about.
Leave me alone with him, okay?
I'm asking you, please.
- I'm listening.
- I suppose you hate me right now.
- I could kill you right now.
- I understand.
But I don't want you to think
I have no scruples or feelings,
because it's not true, I do.
- Really?
- Do you think I like revealing
your private life,
telling the press you're sick?
I expected it from Vidal,
but you, Zabala?
All you care about is fucking money.
I care about money, yes.
I care about paying off the credit
and not losing my house,
but above all I care
about not losing this,
that the people don't lose
their jobs, Robert!
Revealing your illness is the meanest
thing I've ever done. I know.
But I thought with this
and Guillermo's apology
we'd get rid of the ban
and you'd be profitable,
because we need that, until...
You know what I mean.
But in the end Guillermo
told the Vice-Minister to piss off,
so that's torn it.
- The play didn't work.
- No. Only to make you hate me.
But I'll get used to it,
everyone will hate me
when they find out
they've lost their jobs.
My wife too when she finds out
we've lost her house.
- I'm really sorry.
- I'm sorrier.
But I'm especially sorry about you.
You're young and very good,
you don't deserve this.
Look, I doubt this will
stop you from hating me, but...
he's an excellent cardiologist.
He's only in Spain for a few days.
I spoke to him and he can
see you this afternoon.
It's always good to have
a second opinion, isn't it?
Thanks, Pedro.
I'm really sorry, kid.
Alright...
- Fuck, I have to go.
- Go where?
I'm meeting the guys.
See you tomorrow.
Robert, are you alright?
Of course I am.
RICHARD FORD
CARDIOLOGIST
Thank you.
Look, Robert, I won't lie to you.
Your health is very fragile.
When Mr. Zabala told me
of your situation,
I didn't think you had much hope.
- Thanks for seeing me anyway.
- Wait.
If I've learnt anything in my career
it's that in Medicine
there are no absolute truths.
Look, I've scrutinized
your records and latest tests,
and I think there's a possibility.
Can we have a word alone?
- Yes, of course.
- Come.
I was talking to a doctor yesterday.
A doctor? Are you alright?
No, I'm fine, Clara. I just saw him.
He's very good, from abroad.
Zabala put me in touch with him.
And?
He looked at my latest tests,
did some more,
and he says there's an operation.
It's a long operation, tricky,
still in the experimental phase,
but he says we can try it.
Then there's a chance
you'll get better?
A small chance, but there is.
- Well...
- But it can go wrong.
- How wrong?
- Very wrong.
Clara, I have nothing to lose.
I'm dying.
Yes, maybe I have a month, or two,
or I go out now and drop dead.
I have to have the operation. Okay?
Okay. When's the operation?
- Friday.
- That's not long.
Then let's make the most
of the time we've got.
Have you told Guillermo and Maribel?
No. I haven't and I'm not going to.
I've told you because
I'll need your help.
Clara, you said it, come here.
It's not long.
Yes.
I don't want tears or pity.
Okay.
If I have to say farewell,
I want to do it my way, okay?
Okay.
Hello.
I was looking for you.
We know where to do the show.
- Where?
- The rooftop at Golden.
I love it.
- When?
- Friday.
I can't on Friday.
Why? Are you feeling alright?
Nothing's wrong.
Can't we do it sooner?
We can change it. If you feel bad,
if it's too much, we can cancel it.
No, I can do it, I want to do it.
We'll do the best show
the country's ever seen, okay?
I just ask that it's sooner.
Come on, guys, cheer up!
We have to make this show epic!
- Are you a Trueno or not?
- Yes, I'm a Trueno.
- You're a Trueno.
- Trueno.
Shit, Santi, cheer up.
This is rock and roll.
I don't know you can play
with all you have to deal with.
I don't get why you didn't
tell us anything.
We're supposed to be buddies
and we find out in the paper.
I feel bad for getting mad
at you the other day.
It's fine. I let them turn me
into the Regime's poster boy.
It's my fault.
Now you know why I did it.
Sure, but if I knew that...
- Ignacio, it's alright. It's fine.
- Fine he says.
- You're dying.
- But I'm still here, right?
So no more long faces.
I don't want one tear, okay?
We've got work to do.
And I want your help with something.
Sure, Robert, whatever you need.
Right now Golden and Futura
depend on the profits
I make in the coming years,
and there won't be any coming years.
What do you intend to do?
I don't want to be a bummer,
but it's looking bleak.
There's something that could
save Golden from the embargo.
- A final album.
- A final album?
No one is to find out about it,
not Guillermo, not Maribel.
- This is between us.
- But why all the secrecy?
It's a surprise, trust me.
You've written new songs?
- Yes, I have.
- Okay.
Miguel, you wanted to produce?
This is your chance.
You'll produce the album of the year.
But we have to do it today.
Today, tonight.
Record an album in secret
and in record time?
I don't know about you,
but that rings a bell.
I know it's crazy and hasty, okay?
For some time I've only done
what I have to do
and I'm always screwing up.
In the short time I have left,
I want to do what I want.
And right now I want to get into
a studio and record with my team.
With you, okay? So, who's in?
Count on me.
Ignacio?
Who could say no?
- Good evening, Lucas.
- Thanks.
Good evening, Lucas.
Let's go.
In the end I'll get a taste
for recording at night.
Guys, test it all out, okay?
Keep the sandwiches handy,
I haven't had dinner.
- Ignacio.
- What?
Before we start, here.
- What is it?
- A letter.
You didn't need to
write me a letter.
You and I are fine, we didn't...
It's not a letter for you,
it's for Maribel.
Okay. Why do I have it?
I don't know how to say
goodbye to Maribel.
- Hey, Robert...
- I've been mulling it over
and I don't know where to start.
The other day, when I disappeared,
I wrote her this.
You're good at talking about
people's feelings, so maybe
you could give me your opinion.
I don't like the start
and the ideas are jumbled, but...
It's wonderful.
I'm almost sorry it's not for me.
I'd love somebody
to tell me such beautiful things.
Would you help me
turn it into a song?
Of course.
I think these things
are better to say singing.
It'll be a good song
and she'll love it.
- Do you think so?
- I'm sure of it.
So? We're recording
an album, right?
Let's give it some rock and roll!
One, two, three, four...
- It's time, guys.
- Come on, come on.
Hands, eyes...
This show is going to be epic, epic!
One, two, three... rock and roll!
Go, knock 'em dead.
What's up, Madrid?
ROBERT'S LAST CONCERT
MAY 1963
Robert! Robert! Robert!
I can't hear you.
Do you want to dance?
No, no, no!
Do you want to dance or not?
Yes!
I'll be right back,
I'm going to check everything.
Okay.
Only you guys would think
to have the gig on the roof.
I bet the English will steal the idea.
Hey, thanks for coming.
Thanks for inviting me.
After our clashes,
it does you great credit
to have called me.
We needed the top photographer
to immortalize the concert.
Nines.
- We're not making a cent on this.
- Not a cent, free entrance.
Some things aren't about money,
and this is one of them.
- If you don't get it, it's your problem.
- Excuse me... Watch out.
- Pedro, leave him alone.
- Leave him alone?
That's enough.
No, no. It's not. Alright?
Nines, you're leaving?
And the rest of the show?
- I have things to do.
- What's wrong? You don't want to talk.
You know what's wrong?
I came around with some food
the other day to keep you company
and saw Mrs. Zabala coming out,
so I realized I wasn't
the company you needed.
- Listen to me.
- I was just a nuisance.
And I'm not a nuisance.
Nothing happened between us,
nor will it.
Are you sure? I think you drink
like a fish because of her.
Ángeles drives me nuts,
I don't want to go back to her.
I don't know much
about rock and roll and artists,
but I have another kind of knowledge.
I can tell when someone
is in love with someone,
especially when it's someone
they shouldn't.
I know because it's happened
to me all my life.
And "water you can't drink, let it flow."
Isn't she staying until the end?
- Looks like it.
- Everything alright?
Great.
Hey, we're going to miss
the end of the show.
I'll be right there, I'll find Clara.
Sorry!
Maribel, sorry,
we were talking and...
No, sorry. I'm going.
No, wait. I've never done
anything like this before.
Relax, the new Fanny
does what she wants.
That was the deal.
No one tells you what to do.
Yes, I'm less and less scared
to try new things.
I'm happy for you, both of you.
- Well, I'm going to the show.
- Okay.
Thanks for coming, everyone!
Come on, guys. Let's go.
Robert! Robert! Robert!
Celia, Celia, the photo!
Guys, come here!
Excuse me, excuse me.
Celia, Celia.
I know we haven't seen
eye to eye lately.
But I have one last favor.
- Tell me, whatever you want.
- Can I get a photo by tonight?
- Of course.
- Yeah? Okay.
Thanks.
Guys, Guillermo, Maribel...
Excuse me, excuse me.
Guys, please, come with me.
He wants a photo with everyone.
I want a photo of us three. The team.
- A photo of the ones who started it.
- Okay, but listen.
I want to ask a question first.
Go ahead.
If you could go back,
would you change anything?
No way, Guillermo.
If you hadn't believed in me,
we wouldn't have gone through
any of this.
Right now
I'd be in my parents' restaurant,
working and living my last moments.
I'd given up the ghost.
I stood up in that cell
and thought
"You tried, but you're going home."
But you two appeared and I thought
"Why the hell are they here"?
Then we did the single,
the album, the tour, the shows...
Would you change anything?
- No.
- No.
Of course not.
It's been a fucking great journey.
You guys are the best thing
to ever happen to me.
All thanks to you, Guillermo Rojas.
Come on, guys, let's go.
- Come on, go.
- What are you waiting for?
- Come on. With electricity.
- Smiles, everyone. Rock and roll.
On three... One, two, three.
Rock and roll!
Well, you have to know when
three's a crowd.
Robert, are you going to leave us
alone for once, or what?
Right, champ, a hug.
Come here.
Have fun tonight and tomorrow
we'll discuss what the future holds.
Big things, Guillermo.
Don't you doubt it.
- See you tomorrow, Guillermo.
- See you tomorrow, you cuties.
Enjoy.
Hey, taxi, taxi!
Need a lift?
What are you doing here?
I thought you'd gone.
Pedro left and I needed some air.
I thought I'd go
to the house in the mountains.
I was going home,
it's been a long day.
I'll take you,
if you invite me to a drink
from that bottle you're hiding.
Get in.
Are you going to tell me this
mystery that had you so worried?
- No.
- No? Very nice.
- I'll tell you tomorrow, I swear.
- Right.
- Now I want us to stay like this.
- Like what?
Like this, you and me.
Wouldn't you like to stop time
and stay like this forever?
What's wrong? What's wrong?
I didn't know rockers were so romantic.
For once I'm romantic,
don't laugh at me.
Just kidding.
Of course I'd like to stop time.
You were very happy today.
- I like seeing you like that.
- I like seeing you.
Today was a perfect day.
Yes, it was.
I love you, honey.
I want you to call them
when I'm in surgery, okay?
- Yes.
- And give them this. It's important.
Do me a favor, come out alive
and give it to them in person, okay?
I'll do what I can.
- Hey, no sobbing, please.
- No.
Lighten up. Look what I've got.
Alright... a coin...
Look.
Do you see?
- Blow.
- No.
Blow.
Where is it? Where?
Look, look.
It's been ages since
you did that trick for me.
But you're still terrible at it.
I saw it in your other hand.
Lucky I became a singer
and not a magician, eh?
Roberto, please, shall we go in?
Sure.
Let's go. Come on.
Let's go.
Thanks for everything.
For always being there.
That's enough. They'll have to
separate us with a scalpel.
I don't think I've told you enough,
but... I love you so much.
I love you too.
- See you later.
- You'd better.
When you get out, dedicate a song
to me, it's long overdue.
Done.
C44, remember.
- Robert... Robert.
- Yes?
What? In the hospital?
Have you told Maribel?
I'll be right there.
- Who's in the hospital?
- Robert's been admitted.
Yes?
- What's wrong?
- Where are your car keys?
- Your car keys, where are they?
- I don't know.
I don't know...
Didn't she say anything else?
- I don't know any more.
- I'll go with you.
What happened?
He was admitted
and asked her to call us.
The bastard's done it again,
he didn't tell me anything.
He didn't say anything?
I don't know why.
He's done it again.
- Guillermo, Guillermo!
- What?
Clara. Clara.
- What's going on?
- He's undergoing surgery right now.
What?
He didn't want you or Guillermo
to know until he was out.
I don't understand. No, no...
He wanted your last memory
of him to be good.
Last memory? No, no, no...
The chances of it succeeding
are very small.
No, no, no.
He didn't want you
to suffer or worry.
But maybe he wanted me
to worry and be by his side,
holding his hand and telling him
it'd be alright because...
it will be, won't it, Clara?
Yes, of course, Maribel.
There's something else.
He asked me to give you this.
I'd better leave you alone.
I'll wait for Guillermo at the entrance.
FOR MARIBEL
My love,
tell Zabala that I hope this helps
to save Golden and Futura.
If the operation goes well,
this will be the first
of the albums I owe you.
If it goes badly,
I guess it'll be great publicity.
I have so much to thank you for,
I wouldn't know where to start.
I don't want to say goodbye,
I've always been bad at goodbyes,
I never know what to say.
That's why the last song
is for you, Maribel.
Struggle of giants
The air becomes natural gas
A wild duel warns
How close I am to entering
A colossal world
I feel my fragility
What a nightmare
Running with a beast behind
Tell me it's all a lie
A silly dream, no more
I'm frightened of the enormity
Where no one hears my voice
Stop deceiving
You don't want to hide
You've passed without stumbling
Paper monster
I don't know whom I'm against
Or if there's anyone else here
I believe in terrible phantoms
From a strange place
And in my foolishness
To make your laugh explode
In a colossal world
Stop deceiving
You don't want to hide
You've passed without stumbling
Paper monster
I don't know whom I'm against
Or if there's anyone else here
Let us pass
Without fear
My girl...
C44,
remember.
Today's the saddest day of my life
and all my body asks of me is to cry
grab a bottle send it all to hell.
But...
if Robert taught us anything
it's to do the opposite.
And if he were here
he'd know how to cheer us up
and turn this shit around.
And you must forgive me
because I'm not a rock god
and I don't hold a candle to him.
But I think he'd do this.
Free, as the sun at dawn
I am as free as the sea
Come, Maribel, come.
Free, as the bird who fled its prison
And can fly at last
Free, as the wind that gathers
My sorrow and my grief
I walk relentlessly behind truth
And I will finally know
What freedom is
It's all been worth it.
It's all been worth it!
We were about to be absorbed
by Eugenio Vidal.
Which would've meant losing our jobs,
but that didn't happen, and here we are.
- When will you tell him?
- I don't know.
The only reason they gave
Guillermo the loan
is because you're the guarantee.
The future depends on you.
- Who are they?
- He's Fraga's right hand man.
We want to use the festival's huge impact
to convey a positive image of Spain.
We want you to present
a candidate this year.
We're on it.
We want to use the occasion
to present a new image of Fanny.
We have no objection to
the girl being in the contest,
but we want the boy, Robert.
What would happen
is Robert's career didn't go well?
Robert is the collateral.
If his career went badly
it'd all go to hell.
Guillermo couldn't handle the debt
and bye-bye Golden and Futura.
What if no one likes the new Fanny?
How could they not?
To me you've always been
the prettiest girl in the world.
Every time I saw you in magazines
I'd gaze at you, spellbound.
Today you kissed the hand
of Franco's wife.
What will the kids who listen
to your music think now,
those who've confronted their parents
to try to be free?
You know what you said
to those kids today?
You have to bow your head
and look the other way.
Carmencita has stressed
that she'd love it if
Robert won the competition.
And the Generalissimo couldn't
refuse his granddaughter's wishes.
So it's rigged from the start.
Tonight, on Music Carousel,
we'll find out who has the honor
of representing us in the final.
Do you know why I never sang again?
It reminded me of you, of us,
of how much I loved you.
I thought that after so many years
it was all dead and buried.
Robert, you have to calm down.
I don't want to calm down,
I don't want to win the contest.
I don't want a photo
with Carmencita
or do interviews praising the Regime.
You know I think the same,
and I know how hard this is for you,
but you're going onstage
with Los Truenos
and doing the best concert of your life.
The artist who is to represent Spain
in the next Eurovision is...
José Guardiola.
Excuse me, this isn't what we agreed on.
We're not taking a cretin to Eurovision
who doesn't respect the Generalísimo
or his country.
Or do you deny what you said?
As of today,
you'll find out how you do
with the Regime against you.
- What?
- We're banning you in the press,
- radio and television.
- That's a little...
Your career is over, kid.
- Have you seen Robert?
- No. Didn't he sleep with you?
- No, that's why I asked you.
- He didn't come home.
- Guys, have you seen Robert?
- No.
No one's admitted with that name.
I don't know what's going on,
but it must be serious.
I'm Guillermo, you can trust me.
Calm down. What's wrong?
- We didn't what became of you.
- I just needed to be alone.
- Maribel is overwhelmed.
- Where is she?
With Guillermo, talking.
45 REVOLUTIONS
Are you sick?
Yes.
Are you dying?
Fuck...
Since when have you known?
Since I came to Madrid
and sneaked into the Price.
- That's why we met.
- No, stop, Robert.
Don't tell me this shit has a bright side.
Put yourself in my place.
Why didn't you say anything?
I tried loads of time,
but I didn't know how.
By opening your mouth
and telling the truth!
It's not that hard.
I could've helped you,
found a doctor, an expert
to help you before it's too late.
Would you have signed me?
Would you have made an album?
- Kid, who am I?
- Bullshit, Guillermo.
Of course I would've.
You would've patted me on the back,
wished me luck,
and we would've gone
our separate ways.
I know I've been selfish, okay?
But it was my only chance.
In all this time
you never had the balls
to say "Guillermo,
this is happening to me."
After signing, after recording
the first single and album,
after organizing a tour that
could've killed you. Shit, Robert...
I didn't want you pitying me.
Is that so bad?
Yes, it is.
It's bad because you're dying
and you shut me out,
you both shut me out.
I don't get it,
we're supposed to be a team
and take decisions together. Together.
Now I understand Sonora,
I understand Eurovision.
I'm an asshole!
I don't understand
why you didn't trust me,
because I've busted a gut for you,
and you've lied to me all this time
to my fucking face.
Let's calm down a little
and talk this over, okay?
Please, Guillermo.
Guillermo, don't go. Please.
Guillermo, what's wrong?
Guillermo, please, have you gone mad?
What's wrong, Guillermo? What's wrong?
Rosi, Juan, pick this up, please.
Let's go somewhere quiet.
The credit's linked exclusively
to Robert's profits, right?
The kid's dying, okay, Zabala?
He's dying.
Can we talk for 5 minutes about
something besides money, please?
I understand the situation.
He's your artist
and I'm really sorry, but honestly,
I care much more about
the future of my wife and son
and all the people working here.
I don't know if you realize
the trouble we're in,
so I'll ask you again.
Is the credit linked exclusively
to Robert's profits?
Fuck!
Then excuse me for having
a drink with you,
but I need it to take this in.
Look, I know you're right,
we have to think about all this,
but I don't know how to cope with this.
My head's racing,
I don't know what to do.
- How is he?
- Fucking great, fucking great.
How has he been all these months?
I have no idea. No idea.
Fuck...
I didn't even ask him.
Go home and rest.
You have to get this straight,
you can't work like this,
I'll look after the business.
- What are you going to do?
- I don't know, frankly.
But I'll think of something.
Really, go and rest.
Listen, Zabala...
Guillermo, you'd do
the same thing for me, right?
What a blow. Poor kid.
And instead of consoling him,
asking how he is,
I went at him for lying.
I'm an asshole, damn it.
Come on, take it easy.
Just apologize tomorrow.
Why don't you go home
and get some rest?
I don't want to.
You know what I want.
That's why I'm saying it.
- Pour me one, Tino.
- No.
Do you know why not?
Because it won't be one.
One will follow another
and another and...
- Pour me a drink, damn it!
- No, I won't.
If you want to screw up your life,
do it on your own.
- Right.
- But count me out.
Fuck!
Fuck!
Can I come in?
Pedro told me everything.
How are you?
Well, I've been better.
Why have you come, Ángeles?
I really don't know.
Sure you don't have
anything stronger to drink?
I don't know, I needed some air.
For some time
things haven't been going well.
Pedro spends almost
all day at the office
and when he comes home
we shout at each other all night.
I'm sorry, but I don't know what I can do.
You already did it.
I know I shouldn't be here,
but since the kiss yesterday
I can't think of anything else.
Ángeles, if you stay we'll hurt
the people we care about most
and we'll regret it.
If only it were like this
when we were together.
We never would've split up.
- Good morning, José Antonio.
- Good morning, Mr. Rojas.
- How are you?
- Fine. And you?
Well, we've been better.
Look, I'll tell you.
Have you ever had the feeling
of being about to get
everything you want and suddenly,
it vanishes before your eyes?
No? Good for you then.
- How's the press today?
- Hot. Do you want one?
Go on.
SPANISH MUSIC STAR SERIOUSLY ILL
What the hell is this?
Please, don't start.
The meeting's over.
- How did this get in the press?
- What do you think?
So it was you.
I'll smash your face, bastard!
Sure. It was the only way
to spin the story in our favor.
How the hell will you
spin it in our favor?
First, it'll boost album sales.
Second, we can kneel and beg
to get the ban lifted
and look at our options.
Maybe the kid
can do his final concerts
and cover part of the loan.
So that's it. Making money
from Robert's illness.
- You can't get any lower!
- Yes, you can!
You can beg in the street
and sleep in the fucking park!
- Fuck that! Where are you going?
- To work to save this company.
You've crossed a line!
Guillermo, I'm asking you, please...
Something has to be done, and now.
Do you have a better idea?
I'm all ears.
You'd be doing me a favor.
Mr. Zabala, excuse me.
- Have they arrived yet?
- Yes, they're in the meeting room.
- Let's go.
- Go where?
Guillermo, we need them
to take the ban off us.
We have to swallow our pride.
The Vice-Minister is waiting.
- Fucking hell.
- It's the only way to save this.
- Fuck, Zabala.
- I'm begging you.
Give me a minute.
One minute.
We first want to apologize
for Robert's words on the Regime.
It doesn't reflect
the philosophy of this company, right?
Anyway, we want you
to understand the situation.
Robert was very ill and that's a tragedy,
but especially for him.
Where is the boy in question?
We were expecting to see him
and get a personal apology.
Of course, but he's in the clinic
getting all kinds of tests.
We're trying to reverse
this situation, God willing.
He wanted to be here,
but we said health comes first.
Country comes first.
Country first, then health,
that's what I meant to say.
I want you to understand
that when Robert said that,
he'd just received the diagnosis.
In these situations
one doesn't think,
but he's very sorry
and told us this
so that we'd tell you,
right, Guillermo?
- Eh?
- No.
What's that?
He's not sorry. Nor will he be.
Guillermo, can we talk
about this for a moment?
Look, Pedro, some time ago
I asked Robert:
"Hey, what's rock and roll to you "?
Robert pulled out a cigarette
and said:
"This is rock and roll."
I started Futura
in order to work differently,
with no one telling me how
to do things, not even you.
If this is your way of trying
to lift the ban on your artist,
- it's looking bad for you.
- You still don't get it.
No one's stopping this.
Not your yelling, your threats,
your censorship, your confiscation
of records, or your bans.
Robert's music will be alive
long after you've disappeared
and there's nothing you can do
to stop it.
Please, I'm begging you.
Guillermo...
Piss off.
Let's go.
Alright then.
- So that's rock and roll?
- Yes, sir.
- What did the Vice-Minister say?
- Baldie was struck dumb.
They won't lift the ban.
I'll be lucky if
they don't send me the cops.
And the future of Futura and Golden?
I have no idea, really.
But we can be proud,
the three of us have made history.
Don't you ever forget it.
I wouldn't change it for anything.
Me neither.
Listen, Robert,
about yesterday...
I didn't know how to take it, okay?
I don't know how to now, actually.
- But forgive me.
- No, I have to apologize.
When we met I said we were
going to do great things together
and that I'd be there till the end.
We've done the first, okay?
And as for the second...
I'm here for whatever you need.
Don't cry, hey. Don't cry.
Thanks for everything.
Alright...
- Fuck, I have to go.
- Go where?
I'm meeting the guys.
See you tomorrow.
Robert, are you alright?
- Of course I am.
- Are you sure?
Leave him, he's got a lot on his plate.
Maribel...
Guillermo...
Look, if we have to go down,
we should do it in style.
How about we hold
a farewell concert?
Come on, guys, it's starting.
Come on, come in.
Come on. Up you go.
Up, we'll be late.
Hi, girls.
- Hi.
- Hi.
See you later. Come on.
If I may...
- Ready?
- Since I was a kid.
That's the way.
- It's time, guys.
- Come on.
Come on, go.
Hands, eyes... This show
is going to be epic, epic!
One, two, three... rock and roll!
Go, knock 'em dead.
What's up, Madrid?
Now I understand... Sonora,
I understand Eurovision.
I'm an asshole!
I don't understand
why you didn't trust me,
because I've busted a gut for you,
and you've lied to me all this time
to my fucking face.
Let's calm down a little
and talk this over, okay?
- Please, Guillermo.
- I'm out of here.
Please.
I'm sorry.
What did you want me to do?
He had to find out sooner or later.
To wait for me to talk to Guillermo.
It's my life, my decision,
you had no right.
And you had a right
to vanish like that?
I've been looking for you,
nobody knew where you were.
Guillermo, please,
have you gone mad?
What's wrong, Guillermo?
Are you alright?
Guillermo, please.
Rosi, Juan, pick that up, please.
Come with me.
Let's go somewhere quiet.
I'm sorry I worried you.
I wasn't worried, I was terrified.
I thought you were dead.
- Maribel. Zip me up, please.
- You're going out?
Yes. I'm meeting some girlfriends
I haven't seen for ages.
They were widowed and we lost touch.
Now, I'm almost a widow too...
- Mom, don't be crude.
- It was a joke.
- Thanks.
- I like seeing you like this.
How? In evening dress?
Joking, meeting friends,
living your life.
Sometimes you have to follow
the advice of people who love you,
even though it's hard to hear.
- By the way, how's Robert?
- Good. We argued a little, but...
Look, I've never understood
this mulish obsession with work,
but now I'm proud of everything
you've done on your own.
Even if Robert's a good boy,
nice, handsome,
I don't want any man
to determine your life.
And much less wipe that
lovely smile off your face.
Promise me?
- Yes.
- I learned very late.
- Mom...
- I left you dinner in the kitchen.
- Mom...
- Who knows when I'll be home tonight?
- Are you alright?
- Yes, yes. I'm fine.
Go to your widows,
they'll be waiting for you.
Maribel, Maribel, wake up.
Look. Have you seen this?
ROBERT, SPANISH MUSICIAN,
TERMINALLY ILL
- How did they find out?
- Is it true?
Oh, my girl.
Maribel.
- What a surprise, Diego.
- Hello, Elisa. Is Maribel in?
Yes, but it's not a good time, Diego.
- It's a bit...
- Mom, leave us alone a moment.
Yes, of course.
I was going shopping.
- How are you?
- What do you think?
Did you know about all this?
Yes, but I couldn't say anything,
I'm sorry, Diego.
Maribel, I know
it's a tough time, okay?
It's a tricky time for everyone,
for me as well.
I helped you get the loan,
I did you another favor.
I had to answer
to my bosses personally,
- all to get you out of a jam.
- I didn't ask you.
You played the hero
saving the situation, okay?
For you, Maribel. For you.
It was the only way
to stop you going to London.
I couldn't stand the idea
of you being far away.
But you're with Carmen, aren't you?
Yes, but...
I keep thinking about you, okay?
I act like I'm over it, but it's a lie.
- Diego, please...
- I can't forget
that you're the most important
thing for me
and I'll always be here for you.
I'm sorry, Diego,
I can't do this now.
I'm going.
Shut the door on the way out, okay?
SINGER ROBERT,
DIAGNOSED WITH TERMINAL ILLNESS
- Have you seen Robert?
- No.
What's going on, Maribel?
Is it true?
I can't talk.
Have you seen Guillermo?
I think he's in the meeting room.
- How are you?
- Fine, thanks.
Piss off.
I don't understand how
the news got out.
I don't know,
but everyone knows.
You should've seen people's faces.
If I hadn't said anything,
this wouldn't have happened.
No, no.
There was nothing you could do.
If I catch the fucker who leaked it,
- I'll smash his face in.
- It was me.
What?
- How could you be so vile?
- Can I talk to you?
There's nothing to talk about.
Leave me alone with him for a moment.
I'm asking you, please.
I suppose you hate me right now.
Listen, about yesterday...
I didn't know how to take it, okay?
I don't know how to now, actually.
But forgive me.
Don't cry, hey. Don't cry.
Alright...
Fuck, I have to go.
- Where are you going now?
- I'm meeting the guys.
See you tomorrow.
Robert, are you alright?
- Of course I am.
- Are you sure?
Leave him, he's got a lot on his plate.
Maribel...
Guillermo...
Look, if we have to go down,
we should do it in style.
How about we hold
a farewell concert?
Where, if Robert's banned everywhere?
Not in Pasapoga or Castelló.
They won't book him anywhere.
Who said it has to be a venue?
You want to do it in the street?
Arrested by the cops,
just what we needed.
No, we have a better option.
The rooftop at Golden.
I like it.
I want entrance to be free,
anybody who wants can come.
That's going to be a lot of people.
We have to organize a lot of things.
Put up posters in the streets,
call the schools, the colleges.
- Like the old days.
- Yes.
I'll take care of it.
This is the number the lighting guy.
Tell him we want the best facilities.
Posters everywhere,
concert halls, rehearsal rooms,
everyone has to find out.
Go. Isabel, 2000 copies of this.
Maribel, how are you?
You must feel awful.
I can't believe it, he's so young.
That's why on the shoot
he was taking pills.
I thought he was getting high.
How's Robert coping?
- As well as he can.
- I imagine.
I know it's not the best time,
but people keep asking me
when the single's coming out.
So, when?
It has to be mixed,
sent to the factory
and Clara's finishing the cover.
This is the photo we chose.
I know you're on something else,
but it'd be good to ride the wave.
People are talking about me.
Can you stop for a moment?
Thanks.
We need to speed it up, right?
The main thing's already done.
- Maribel.
- Yes.
It's all sung and recorded,
how long can the rest take?
I'm sure Clara can speed up the cover.
Relax, we're all working
on your single launch.
As you see,
we care about other people.
Hello.
Hello.
I was looking for you.
We know where to do the show.
- Where?
- The rooftop at Golden.
I love it.
- When?
- Friday.
- I can't on Friday.
- Why? Are you feeling alright?
Nothing's wrong.
Can't we do it sooner?
We can change it.
If you feel bad, if it's too much,
we can cancel it.
No, I can do it, I want to do it.
We'll do the best show
the country's ever seen.
- Okay.
- I just ask that it's sooner.
Robert and Los Truenos,
entrance free.
Tell your grandkids
to come to this show.
Guys, Robert and Los Truenos,
entrance free.
Robert's next show.
I'll leave them here, everyone come!
Come with your friends, everyone.
Robert and Los Truenos, next Thursday.
I'll leave the flyers for you.
You're all invited next Thursday.
Put those in there.
Santi, how are you doing?
Put it all in back.
Come on, guys, let's go.
Let's go. Let's go.
Inside.
Hey! Girls?
I hope you come, eh?
I imagine Chimo's explained,
but let's go over... the details.
It's packed, Maribel.
There are crowds waiting to get in.
Everyone wants to see you.
Listen, I'm sorry I've been
a bit distant with you lately.
It's fine, it's only natural
in all this madness.
The biggest one.
But if you need to talk,
I'm always here.
I know, you always are.
I'm a huge fan.
Can I get your autograph?
Sorry, I'm a bit nervous.
I'll see you later.
Guys, it's packed,
there's a crowd on the street.
- Guys... Ready?
- Since I was a kid.
That's the way.
- It's time, guys.
- Come on, come on.
Hands, eyes... This concert
is going to be epic, epic!
One, two, three... rock and roll!
Go, knock 'em dead.
What's up, Madrid?
Now I understand... Sonora,
I understand Eurovision.
I'm an asshole!
I don't understand
why you didn't trust me,
because I've busted a gut for you,
and you've lied to me all this time
to my fucking face.
Please, Guillermo. Please.
I'm sorry
What did you want me to do?
He had to find out sooner or later.
To wait for me
to talk to Guillermo.
It's my life, my decision,
you had no right.
And you had a right
to vanish like that?
I've been looking for you,
nobody knew where you were.
Guillermo, have you gone mad?
Guillermo, what's wrong?
Guillermo, please.
Rosi, Juan, pick that up, please.
Come with me.
Let's go somewhere quiet.
- I'm sorry I worried you.
- I wasn't worried,
I was terrified.
I thought you were dead.
Hi.
I'm sorry.
I don't understand how
the news got out.
I don't know,
but everyone knows.
If I catch the fucker who leaked it,
- I'll smash his face in.
- It was me.
What?
- How could you be so vile?
- Can I talk to you?
There's nothing to talk about.
Leave me alone with him, okay?
I'm asking you, please.
- I'm listening.
- I suppose you hate me right now.
- I could kill you right now.
- I understand.
But I don't want you to think
I have no scruples or feelings,
because it's not true, I do.
- Really?
- Do you think I like revealing
your private life,
telling the press you're sick?
I expected it from Vidal,
but you, Zabala?
All you care about is fucking money.
I care about money, yes.
I care about paying off the credit
and not losing my house,
but above all I care
about not losing this,
that the people don't lose
their jobs, Robert!
Revealing your illness is the meanest
thing I've ever done. I know.
But I thought with this
and Guillermo's apology
we'd get rid of the ban
and you'd be profitable,
because we need that, until...
You know what I mean.
But in the end Guillermo
told the Vice-Minister to piss off,
so that's torn it.
- The play didn't work.
- No. Only to make you hate me.
But I'll get used to it,
everyone will hate me
when they find out
they've lost their jobs.
My wife too when she finds out
we've lost her house.
- I'm really sorry.
- I'm sorrier.
But I'm especially sorry about you.
You're young and very good,
you don't deserve this.
Look, I doubt this will
stop you from hating me, but...
he's an excellent cardiologist.
He's only in Spain for a few days.
I spoke to him and he can
see you this afternoon.
It's always good to have
a second opinion, isn't it?
Thanks, Pedro.
I'm really sorry, kid.
Alright...
- Fuck, I have to go.
- Go where?
I'm meeting the guys.
See you tomorrow.
Robert, are you alright?
Of course I am.
RICHARD FORD
CARDIOLOGIST
Thank you.
Look, Robert, I won't lie to you.
Your health is very fragile.
When Mr. Zabala told me
of your situation,
I didn't think you had much hope.
- Thanks for seeing me anyway.
- Wait.
If I've learnt anything in my career
it's that in Medicine
there are no absolute truths.
Look, I've scrutinized
your records and latest tests,
and I think there's a possibility.
Can we have a word alone?
- Yes, of course.
- Come.
I was talking to a doctor yesterday.
A doctor? Are you alright?
No, I'm fine, Clara. I just saw him.
He's very good, from abroad.
Zabala put me in touch with him.
And?
He looked at my latest tests,
did some more,
and he says there's an operation.
It's a long operation, tricky,
still in the experimental phase,
but he says we can try it.
Then there's a chance
you'll get better?
A small chance, but there is.
- Well...
- But it can go wrong.
- How wrong?
- Very wrong.
Clara, I have nothing to lose.
I'm dying.
Yes, maybe I have a month, or two,
or I go out now and drop dead.
I have to have the operation. Okay?
Okay. When's the operation?
- Friday.
- That's not long.
Then let's make the most
of the time we've got.
Have you told Guillermo and Maribel?
No. I haven't and I'm not going to.
I've told you because
I'll need your help.
Clara, you said it, come here.
It's not long.
Yes.
I don't want tears or pity.
Okay.
If I have to say farewell,
I want to do it my way, okay?
Okay.
Hello.
I was looking for you.
We know where to do the show.
- Where?
- The rooftop at Golden.
I love it.
- When?
- Friday.
I can't on Friday.
Why? Are you feeling alright?
Nothing's wrong.
Can't we do it sooner?
We can change it. If you feel bad,
if it's too much, we can cancel it.
No, I can do it, I want to do it.
We'll do the best show
the country's ever seen, okay?
I just ask that it's sooner.
Come on, guys, cheer up!
We have to make this show epic!
- Are you a Trueno or not?
- Yes, I'm a Trueno.
- You're a Trueno.
- Trueno.
Shit, Santi, cheer up.
This is rock and roll.
I don't know you can play
with all you have to deal with.
I don't get why you didn't
tell us anything.
We're supposed to be buddies
and we find out in the paper.
I feel bad for getting mad
at you the other day.
It's fine. I let them turn me
into the Regime's poster boy.
It's my fault.
Now you know why I did it.
Sure, but if I knew that...
- Ignacio, it's alright. It's fine.
- Fine he says.
- You're dying.
- But I'm still here, right?
So no more long faces.
I don't want one tear, okay?
We've got work to do.
And I want your help with something.
Sure, Robert, whatever you need.
Right now Golden and Futura
depend on the profits
I make in the coming years,
and there won't be any coming years.
What do you intend to do?
I don't want to be a bummer,
but it's looking bleak.
There's something that could
save Golden from the embargo.
- A final album.
- A final album?
No one is to find out about it,
not Guillermo, not Maribel.
- This is between us.
- But why all the secrecy?
It's a surprise, trust me.
You've written new songs?
- Yes, I have.
- Okay.
Miguel, you wanted to produce?
This is your chance.
You'll produce the album of the year.
But we have to do it today.
Today, tonight.
Record an album in secret
and in record time?
I don't know about you,
but that rings a bell.
I know it's crazy and hasty, okay?
For some time I've only done
what I have to do
and I'm always screwing up.
In the short time I have left,
I want to do what I want.
And right now I want to get into
a studio and record with my team.
With you, okay? So, who's in?
Count on me.
Ignacio?
Who could say no?
- Good evening, Lucas.
- Thanks.
Good evening, Lucas.
Let's go.
In the end I'll get a taste
for recording at night.
Guys, test it all out, okay?
Keep the sandwiches handy,
I haven't had dinner.
- Ignacio.
- What?
Before we start, here.
- What is it?
- A letter.
You didn't need to
write me a letter.
You and I are fine, we didn't...
It's not a letter for you,
it's for Maribel.
Okay. Why do I have it?
I don't know how to say
goodbye to Maribel.
- Hey, Robert...
- I've been mulling it over
and I don't know where to start.
The other day, when I disappeared,
I wrote her this.
You're good at talking about
people's feelings, so maybe
you could give me your opinion.
I don't like the start
and the ideas are jumbled, but...
It's wonderful.
I'm almost sorry it's not for me.
I'd love somebody
to tell me such beautiful things.
Would you help me
turn it into a song?
Of course.
I think these things
are better to say singing.
It'll be a good song
and she'll love it.
- Do you think so?
- I'm sure of it.
So? We're recording
an album, right?
Let's give it some rock and roll!
One, two, three, four...
- It's time, guys.
- Come on, come on.
Hands, eyes...
This show is going to be epic, epic!
One, two, three... rock and roll!
Go, knock 'em dead.
What's up, Madrid?
ROBERT'S LAST CONCERT
MAY 1963
Robert! Robert! Robert!
I can't hear you.
Do you want to dance?
No, no, no!
Do you want to dance or not?
Yes!
I'll be right back,
I'm going to check everything.
Okay.
Only you guys would think
to have the gig on the roof.
I bet the English will steal the idea.
Hey, thanks for coming.
Thanks for inviting me.
After our clashes,
it does you great credit
to have called me.
We needed the top photographer
to immortalize the concert.
Nines.
- We're not making a cent on this.
- Not a cent, free entrance.
Some things aren't about money,
and this is one of them.
- If you don't get it, it's your problem.
- Excuse me... Watch out.
- Pedro, leave him alone.
- Leave him alone?
That's enough.
No, no. It's not. Alright?
Nines, you're leaving?
And the rest of the show?
- I have things to do.
- What's wrong? You don't want to talk.
You know what's wrong?
I came around with some food
the other day to keep you company
and saw Mrs. Zabala coming out,
so I realized I wasn't
the company you needed.
- Listen to me.
- I was just a nuisance.
And I'm not a nuisance.
Nothing happened between us,
nor will it.
Are you sure? I think you drink
like a fish because of her.
Ángeles drives me nuts,
I don't want to go back to her.
I don't know much
about rock and roll and artists,
but I have another kind of knowledge.
I can tell when someone
is in love with someone,
especially when it's someone
they shouldn't.
I know because it's happened
to me all my life.
And "water you can't drink, let it flow."
Isn't she staying until the end?
- Looks like it.
- Everything alright?
Great.
Hey, we're going to miss
the end of the show.
I'll be right there, I'll find Clara.
Sorry!
Maribel, sorry,
we were talking and...
No, sorry. I'm going.
No, wait. I've never done
anything like this before.
Relax, the new Fanny
does what she wants.
That was the deal.
No one tells you what to do.
Yes, I'm less and less scared
to try new things.
I'm happy for you, both of you.
- Well, I'm going to the show.
- Okay.
Thanks for coming, everyone!
Come on, guys. Let's go.
Robert! Robert! Robert!
Celia, Celia, the photo!
Guys, come here!
Excuse me, excuse me.
Celia, Celia.
I know we haven't seen
eye to eye lately.
But I have one last favor.
- Tell me, whatever you want.
- Can I get a photo by tonight?
- Of course.
- Yeah? Okay.
Thanks.
Guys, Guillermo, Maribel...
Excuse me, excuse me.
Guys, please, come with me.
He wants a photo with everyone.
I want a photo of us three. The team.
- A photo of the ones who started it.
- Okay, but listen.
I want to ask a question first.
Go ahead.
If you could go back,
would you change anything?
No way, Guillermo.
If you hadn't believed in me,
we wouldn't have gone through
any of this.
Right now
I'd be in my parents' restaurant,
working and living my last moments.
I'd given up the ghost.
I stood up in that cell
and thought
"You tried, but you're going home."
But you two appeared and I thought
"Why the hell are they here"?
Then we did the single,
the album, the tour, the shows...
Would you change anything?
- No.
- No.
Of course not.
It's been a fucking great journey.
You guys are the best thing
to ever happen to me.
All thanks to you, Guillermo Rojas.
Come on, guys, let's go.
- Come on, go.
- What are you waiting for?
- Come on. With electricity.
- Smiles, everyone. Rock and roll.
On three... One, two, three.
Rock and roll!
Well, you have to know when
three's a crowd.
Robert, are you going to leave us
alone for once, or what?
Right, champ, a hug.
Come here.
Have fun tonight and tomorrow
we'll discuss what the future holds.
Big things, Guillermo.
Don't you doubt it.
- See you tomorrow, Guillermo.
- See you tomorrow, you cuties.
Enjoy.
Hey, taxi, taxi!
Need a lift?
What are you doing here?
I thought you'd gone.
Pedro left and I needed some air.
I thought I'd go
to the house in the mountains.
I was going home,
it's been a long day.
I'll take you,
if you invite me to a drink
from that bottle you're hiding.
Get in.
Are you going to tell me this
mystery that had you so worried?
- No.
- No? Very nice.
- I'll tell you tomorrow, I swear.
- Right.
- Now I want us to stay like this.
- Like what?
Like this, you and me.
Wouldn't you like to stop time
and stay like this forever?
What's wrong? What's wrong?
I didn't know rockers were so romantic.
For once I'm romantic,
don't laugh at me.
Just kidding.
Of course I'd like to stop time.
You were very happy today.
- I like seeing you like that.
- I like seeing you.
Today was a perfect day.
Yes, it was.
I love you, honey.
I want you to call them
when I'm in surgery, okay?
- Yes.
- And give them this. It's important.
Do me a favor, come out alive
and give it to them in person, okay?
I'll do what I can.
- Hey, no sobbing, please.
- No.
Lighten up. Look what I've got.
Alright... a coin...
Look.
Do you see?
- Blow.
- No.
Blow.
Where is it? Where?
Look, look.
It's been ages since
you did that trick for me.
But you're still terrible at it.
I saw it in your other hand.
Lucky I became a singer
and not a magician, eh?
Roberto, please, shall we go in?
Sure.
Let's go. Come on.
Let's go.
Thanks for everything.
For always being there.
That's enough. They'll have to
separate us with a scalpel.
I don't think I've told you enough,
but... I love you so much.
I love you too.
- See you later.
- You'd better.
When you get out, dedicate a song
to me, it's long overdue.
Done.
C44, remember.
- Robert... Robert.
- Yes?
What? In the hospital?
Have you told Maribel?
I'll be right there.
- Who's in the hospital?
- Robert's been admitted.
Yes?
- What's wrong?
- Where are your car keys?
- Your car keys, where are they?
- I don't know.
I don't know...
Didn't she say anything else?
- I don't know any more.
- I'll go with you.
What happened?
He was admitted
and asked her to call us.
The bastard's done it again,
he didn't tell me anything.
He didn't say anything?
I don't know why.
He's done it again.
- Guillermo, Guillermo!
- What?
Clara. Clara.
- What's going on?
- He's undergoing surgery right now.
What?
He didn't want you or Guillermo
to know until he was out.
I don't understand. No, no...
He wanted your last memory
of him to be good.
Last memory? No, no, no...
The chances of it succeeding
are very small.
No, no, no.
He didn't want you
to suffer or worry.
But maybe he wanted me
to worry and be by his side,
holding his hand and telling him
it'd be alright because...
it will be, won't it, Clara?
Yes, of course, Maribel.
There's something else.
He asked me to give you this.
I'd better leave you alone.
I'll wait for Guillermo at the entrance.
FOR MARIBEL
My love,
tell Zabala that I hope this helps
to save Golden and Futura.
If the operation goes well,
this will be the first
of the albums I owe you.
If it goes badly,
I guess it'll be great publicity.
I have so much to thank you for,
I wouldn't know where to start.
I don't want to say goodbye,
I've always been bad at goodbyes,
I never know what to say.
That's why the last song
is for you, Maribel.
Struggle of giants
The air becomes natural gas
A wild duel warns
How close I am to entering
A colossal world
I feel my fragility
What a nightmare
Running with a beast behind
Tell me it's all a lie
A silly dream, no more
I'm frightened of the enormity
Where no one hears my voice
Stop deceiving
You don't want to hide
You've passed without stumbling
Paper monster
I don't know whom I'm against
Or if there's anyone else here
I believe in terrible phantoms
From a strange place
And in my foolishness
To make your laugh explode
In a colossal world
Stop deceiving
You don't want to hide
You've passed without stumbling
Paper monster
I don't know whom I'm against
Or if there's anyone else here
Let us pass
Without fear
My girl...
C44,
remember.
Today's the saddest day of my life
and all my body asks of me is to cry
grab a bottle send it all to hell.
But...
if Robert taught us anything
it's to do the opposite.
And if he were here
he'd know how to cheer us up
and turn this shit around.
And you must forgive me
because I'm not a rock god
and I don't hold a candle to him.
But I think he'd do this.
Free, as the sun at dawn
I am as free as the sea
Come, Maribel, come.
Free, as the bird who fled its prison
And can fly at last
Free, as the wind that gathers
My sorrow and my grief
I walk relentlessly behind truth
And I will finally know
What freedom is
It's all been worth it.
It's all been worth it!