Apache: The Life of Carlos Tevez (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - El legado - full transcript
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
BASED ON TRUE EVENTS
OF CARLOS TEVEZ'S LIFE
WARD
-Do you know that dude?
-Yes.
-So?
-Hernán.
He's always pestering us.
But I didn't know he might be armed.
See?
From now on, forget about him.
Forget his face, his name...
Is that clear?
-Yes.
-Okay.
When tragedy is fixed on you...
there's nothing you can do.
No one's dead yet.
Yet.
But they will be.
But, Grandpa...
-that's Jorge's brother.
-So?
Jorge shouldn't butt in.
And if he butts in, I'll kill him too.
Bang, bang! Am I right?
Easy, Segundo, we come in peace.
He wants to see Kiru.
It's not my fault my brother is an idiot.
Let me see him, please.
Mom!
Here comes Carlitos. Tevez goes through.
Here comes Tevez, here he comes,
here comes Apache.
Tevez keeps going,
he's about to score. Tevez, Tevez!
Goal!
THE LIFE OF CARLOS TEVEZ
I believe my mom and dad,
Segundo and Adriana...
were the foundation of who I've become.
But my siblings...
Fabiana...
my uncles...
They were very important to me,
they are very important to me.
Because it was thanks to them
that I learned to differentiate
between good and evil.
But my pillars of strength
were Segundo and Adriana
because without them...
I wouldn't be the man I am today.
ENTRANCE
O.R. - WARD
I will find my brother.
I'll make him apologize to you.
And I'll make him pay for part of the car.
And...
maybe you can talk and mend things up.
He can't hear you.
How do you know that?
He wouldn't listen anyway.
He'll give a damn if he's your brother.
He won't want to talk to him.
No, he'll understand.
He'll understand.
And Hernán will understand too.
Finish already.
His family is waiting at the chapel
and they are not eager to listen either.
This is for when you wake up,
in case I'm not here.
-Hi.
-Hi, Mariela.
That was your dad, wasn't it?
Did he hit you?
Don't worry about it.
We shouldn't have done what we did.
What's wrong?
Didn't you say your dad is in Pilar?
Or are you afraid someone will tell him?
No one can see us here.
It's not about my dad.
It's about what happened to your uncle.
No one knows where Hernán is.
What if he's around and sees us?
He's always trying to pick a fight
with you... and they say he's armed now.
So what? What will he do?
That coward's hiding somewhere.
It's either him or his friends
who are spreading that rumor.
I'm sure he's gone now.
And if he's smart, he won't come back.
I'm just asking you to be careful.
That's it.
How are you, ma'am? Have you seen Mariela?
Isn't that your dad's pickup?
-Yes, she was over there. Upstairs.
-What?
I'd better go.
Mariela!
Mariela!
Dad! I'm here!
Where were you?
-I thought you were going to Pilar.
-I didn't. I'm back now.
Where were you?
It's simple. You have to tell us
where your brother is.
Or... he can come talk to us if he wants.
I don't know where he is.
Otherwise, I would have already told him
that what he did was wrong.
It's not just about telling him
that what he did was wrong.
Your brother's a son of a bitch.
A fucking bastard.
An insolent!
A thief! He tried to kill my son!
-He's just a kid.
-What's that have to do with this?
My grandsons are also kids
and they don't go around killing people.
Calm down, Dad.
I won't calm down!
He shot my son... your brother! Twice!
-And you want me to pity them?
-We already know that.
No one asked for your opinion.
I'm here to support my friend.
Then let him talk.
Let him tell us where his brother is.
We won't solve anything like this.
He's telling you he doesn't know.
And if he knew, he'd tell you.
Are you going to tell me
how to handle things?
No one had ever laid a hand on my sons!
Ever! Do you hear me?
Isn't it enough to have Tiví in prison
and Kiru dying in a hospital...?
Now we need to fight a bunch of kids?
He said he doesn't know where he is.
Let's go.
All I say is that if I run into him,
I'll gun him down!
And I'll gun down anyone who stands
in my way!
We are offering these beautiful balloons
in exchange for a donation
to help homeless children.
Thank you very much.
Any donation is welcome.
These balloons...
On the other hand, Anabella's cool.
And she's super hot.
She won't even look at you.
Why? What do you know?
With a nice car and a nice gun...
Leave me alone.
It's always the same conversation.
Guns, cars.
Change the fucking subject.
The ticket inspector is coming.
Carlos.
Hey, you! Show me your tickets!
Come here, little brat! Come here!
Hey!
I'm worried about you, Segundo.
I feel I don't understand
what's going through your head.
It's not a good time.
I have little children.
You were also a child.
And you were always on my side.
What's going on now?
I don't understand you, Segundo.
Drop it, Dad.
He may be right.
Wow!
What's going on, Chito?
Is this shit contagious?
I'm always on your side, Dad.
But listen to Segundo for a minute.
What you want is revenge.
"Revenge."
What I want...
is respect.
For the ones who came before us
and the ones to come.
Respect for our family name.
If Kiru were here,
he'd be doing what I'm doing.
And Tiví too.
Yes, but they're not here
and we need some peace.
Aren't you upset about what happened
to Kiru?
I am upset, yes.
Of course I am.
But it was a junkie kid.
It's not like they came after us.
It's not like in the past.
When did this happen?
A couple of days ago.
GO, BOYS
It was like this:
we both went to the first tryout.
They chose him and I was rejected.
And he thought I was afraid,
but I wasn't.
It was obvious they would choose me.
So we went to the second tryout.
They chose me and he was rejected.
Sure, your number nine
managed to score goals
despite your bad passes.
Don't be jealous.
-Jealous of what?
-Stop it.
I'll go straight to the point.
I came to say goodbye... and to thank you.
Okay.
Honestly...
it's a complete shock.
But it's okay. This is soccer.
I should be used to it by now...
but when the time comes...
I don't like losing my players.
I don't like losing good players.
And you're good.
Go out there and be the best you can be.
And if someday
someone asks you who taught you
how to play a wall pass,
to cover, to do a through pass,
what will you say?
-Propato.
-Propato.
Okay? Go.
You're awesome, Propato.
You always go into Fuerte Apache
to look for players.
That's why I cherish you.
So...
thanks again.
Bye, kid.
Behave.
Okay, come on!
Come on! Four against four.
-Poor guy. He's really sad.
-Yes.
He lost a great player.
And he has to put up with you.
At least now you'll bother
the guys at Liniers and not me.
The coach has already told me
I'll be the star of the team.
Yeah, right.
You probably don't talk to anyone.
-Or have you already made friends?
-No.
Come on, kick the ball.
-Why would I need friends?
-Come on! That's good.
-I'm there to play.
-Martínez!
Are you already asking him
for his autograph? Come here!
-Come on!
-I'd better go.
Keep going. Like that.
We'll play together again.
Here or in the hood.
Come on, there it is.
-You get in there!
-See you around.
-See you.
-Over there!
Kick the ball.
Okay.
Look. Here's the light control panel.
Okay?
That's it.
-And what about this panel?
-That one...
was installed by the Peruvian guys
who used to live here.
Those sons of bitches
electrified the whole house.
This is connected to the door
and the window, see?
Whenever they had problems
with Cochi and his junkies,
they would all come here
and shoot each other's brains out.
Here you just need...
some plaster and it'll be good as new.
I'll come pick up the stove
and the oven next week.
Here's another bedroom.
A small spare room.
Owning your house is great, Segundo!
-Isn't it?
-Yes, of course.
Listen.
In my opinion... Do you want one?
-No.
-Are you quitting?
No, but...
-How's your brother doing?
-Well.
-Better.
-Really?
-It was close.
-It was close.
He's still in the ICU, but...
Unbelievable.
Can you believe...
that the father of one of Cochi's junkies
asked me for a job?
For his son.
He lasted two days working for me.
He said, "I make more money stealing."
I said, "Aren't you afraid
someone will kill you?"
Do you know what he said?
"Maybe that way I'll be on TV."
That's how they think, see?
As long as they don't take us down
with them...
They aren't taking me anywhere.
I keep this one under my pillow
and in my car.
I understand
they have drug-related problems,
but that has nothing to do with me.
I have to look after my people.
And this one is silent
and faithful like a dog.
Let me show you the kitchen.
I'm going to give you...
a receipt that says the house is yours...
how much you're paying up front
and the installments for the remainder.
Anyway...
what counts is the trust we have
in each other, right?
I trust you.
You wouldn't rip me off, right?
How could I rip you off?
I have to ask.
I have to protect my family.
Your family will be fine
as long as you pay.
You can ask any of the guys.
They'll vouch for me.
-I would never rip off a working guy.
-Okay.
-I'm offended by this question.
-I'm sorry, maybe it's just me.
It's okay.
That document details what we agreed on.
Okay? This is like a deed.
And rather than me taking
the money from your salary,
I thought you could pay me
with plumbing jobs.
-Is that okay?
-Yes.
Sure.
Let's do this, then.
-Allow me.
-Sure.
Here it goes, Danilo!
-Over here!
-Danilo!
-Over here!
-Pass it!
Pass it to him! Come on!
Come on! That's it.
-The feet!
-Come on, he doesn't know...
Run!
Goal!
Start passing the ball, Uruguayan.
-Leave me alone. Fuck off.
-For real, start passing it more.
Son of a bitch.
Okay, guys, we're going to tell you
who must come on Sunday.
Okay?
Lorenzini will be the goalkeeper.
Aguirre.
Suárez.
Amadeo. Busico.
Pedalino.
Di Prima. Morán.
Sánchez.
Molina.
And Bruno.
Okay?
I want you focused. Remember the training
and make no mistakes. Okay?
Are you ready?
Come on! Let's do it, guys!
Be careful.
Mom, I can't find the ball.
It was by the fence.
-Don't go out.
-Here it is.
-It needs work, doesn't it?
-Yes.
-Right?
-Yes.
I'll have to work on it.
In time...
Aren't you happy, Chila?
-Yes, darling.
-We have our own house.
-Yes.
-Right?
But are we going to be able
to pay for it, honey?
I don't want you working nights
for two years.
I want to play, too!
You always see the glass half empty.
Come on, don't worry.
Why are you up?
What is Grandpa doing?
I don't know.
He's waiting for Hernán.
I don't know what he's up to.
Go to bed. You have school tomorrow.
-See you, Carlos. Take care.
-See you.
-Bye, coach.
-Bye, see you tomorrow.
Carlos.
-Do you have a minute?
-Yes. What's wrong?
Nothing yet.
This weekend we play against Parque.
Here, at the club.
-I know.
-Okay.
If we win, we'll be alone at the top
and no one will be able to reach us.
There are lots of vultures
looking for players.
You can see them, right?
You're good.
They have an eye on you.
And with Danilo leaving the team...
we took a bit of a hit.
If you leave...
I hate losing, Carlos.
And I think you're the same.
I'm not leaving the club.
I'll stay and we'll win the cup again.
You get used to the good things, right?
-Promise me something.
-What?
If they come talk to you...
tell me first.
I know you're not like Danilo.
You have better manners.
-Promise me.
-I promise.
-Thank you, Carlos.
-You're welcome.
Thanks.
You'll come see me every other day
so I can check on the wound
in the abdomen.
Your arm is healing well.
Where's your other son?
The one who visited him every day.
Jorge.
That bastard is not my son.
Not at all. He's his friend.
That's a good friend.
Thank you, doctor.
Thank you, doctor.
-Thank you.
-See you.
Dad...
I want a gun.
Come here!
Don't you want to invite that friend
of yours to the barbecue?
What's her name?
-Mariel?
-Mariela.
I can't invite her to a barbecue
at our place.
-Have you asked for her hand?
-Don't even say that, Dad.
-Son of a bitch!
-Would you shot your own brother?
-God, you're such a jackass. My God!
-Carlitos!
-I could have shot you!
-How are you?
-I'm out!
-I almost shot you.
What happened? It's so good to see you.
Did you break out?
Why didn't you say anything?
-Let me see.
-Why didn't you call?
How could I have called? I didn't know!
You know how it works.
You never know when you'll be out.
How are things? How's the family?
I have to tell you something.
You don't know this, but Kiru was shot.
He's fine now. He was lucky.
He's being discharged today. He's okay.
Who shot him? The police?
No.
No, Jorge's brother.
Jorge's a friend of Kiru.
Who's Jorge?
They crashed Uncle's car.
They stole it and then crashed it.
Kiru got his revenge, though.
-Because they destroyed it.
-That's enough.
He shot him twice.
His name's Hernán.
Who's that Hernán?
He's a 16-year-old kid. That's who he is.
He was high and Kiru...
Dad was crazy mad.
He wanted to shoot a bunch of kids.
But Kiru's okay. He should try
to make peace, but he won't listen.
No, we don't need peace.
He messed with our brother, with a Tevez.
-This isn't the end of that.
-You too?
What's wrong with you? Let it go!
Why don't you relax?
You've just been released
and you want to get into trouble again?
Calm down a bit.
I'm telling you he's 16 years old, Tiví.
What's wrong with you?
Have you all gone mad?
I'll talk to Kiru.
Don't you want to come eat with us?
Come on, dude, come have lunch with us.
-Claudio.
-Why are you here?
-Trina!
-Why are you here?
-They let me go.
-And you said nothing, asshole?
-I didn't know! It's just happened!
-Why are you here?
I thought it was a joke,
but they let me out.
I can't believe you're here!
Are you insane?
-Why didn't you say anything?
-But I didn't--
I didn't know.
I didn't know, I thought it was a joke.
They called me and said, "You're out."
-Are you okay?
-Yes.
-Let's go. Say hello to your dad.
-I'm here now.
Carlos.
Carlos.
Carlos! Come here.
Let's go home.
I've been a member of this club
since I was born.
My dad and my grandfather
were lifelong members.
My grandfather played for this club.
The boy's here training every day.
-And you're telling me he's out.
-Raúl, he's not out of anything.
We are a team.
-The fact that he's not in the starting--
-Don't give me that "team" bullshit!
All I care about is him playing.
Look at him.
Now any slum-dweller is a starting player!
-Those who steal soap from the shower!
-Calm down already.
What's wrong with you?
You need reinforcements. I get that.
Have Martín play.
But stop bringing outsiders,
put the boys you already have
in the starting eleven.
Raúl, I get your point.
But I'm the one who makes decisions here.
Then I'm talking to the wrong person.
Let's go, son.
Gamboa goes for it.
Go!
Long-range shot by Central.
Claudio Paul Caniggia goes for the ball.
Throw-in.
Touch the fries
and I'll cut off your fingers.
Go.
What did I just say about the fries?
-Basualdo! Throw-in.
-Get out! The three of you!
What did I just say?
-Carrizo!
-Do as I say!
-Gordillo does a corner kick.
-For crying out loud!
Kily goes for the ball again.
He passes it to Carrizo!
-Goal!
-Careful with the fire!
-What did I just say?
-It's just one fry.
-...the second half.
-Sure, "one fry."
Careful!
Give me your communication notebook.
Where is it?
-I don't know.
-Easy!
Why are you asking?
Because I'm your mom and I care for you.
Easy!
But they don't give it to you
unless you fail a test.
They used to send it every week.
No idea.
It will be ready when it's ready.
-...to the middle of the field.
-It will be ready soon. Be patient. Okay?
-Palma!
-Yeah.
What? Go play, come on.
Throw-in for Boca. Here comes Basualdo.
So far, the score is 0-0
for Rosario Central and Boca.
Do you want some sausage?
I already gave you some.
It will be ready soon.
-Go play, come on.
-Diego Armando Maradona goes for it.
I already gave you some!
I skipped him before.
Go play soccer. Come on, go play.
...to score the first goal in Rosario.
-The score is 0-0.
-Come on. Good! Like that!
Castellano sets the wall.
-Boca...
-Carlos!
-What?
-Come in here!
-...to the center, goal!
-The food will be ready soon.
-Goal for Boca!
-When you set the table.
-Something to tell me?
-Careful with your brother.
-Tota Fabbri made a move!
-Easy!
-So none of these signatures are yours?
-None.
Forging a signature is a serious offense.
How many subjects did he fail?
Almost all of them.
Except for PE.
PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE
-He should start coming to night school.
-Night school?
Impossible. He has to sleep.
Streets are dangerous for adults
and even more so for kids.
But he won't have the distractions
he has during the day.
That's the advantage.
I don't know.
What do you say?
Well, no more soccer practice.
No more soccer for now.
-Javi, you'll be captain.
-Carlos isn't coming?
I don't know, kid.
-Who'll play forward?
-I don't know...
Joaquín, you play a little bit
further forward, okay?
You stay a little back.
You both play forward, but Joaquín
will be a little bit further up, okay?
-Come on now! Do it like we always do!
-Come on!
Do it like we always do!
Which one's the boy?
He's not there.
What happened?
I don't know. He's always here.
I don't know...
You brought me here for nothing, Ramón.
He may still come. Have some patience.
-Goal!
-Fuck!
Fuck this.
Come on!
EIGHTY YEARS
Come on, a tie's a tie.
It's not the same
without the boys from Fuerte Apache.
I heard one plays for Liniers now.
He was good.
But I like the other one better.
What happened with him? Is he sick?
Tano...
do you know who I work for now?
Boca.
That's where I want to take him.
I want him to play for Boca.
Don't talk to me about Boca. Fuck Boca.
Don't play that card with me, Maddoni.
The problem is you only care
about winning, Tano.
-You can't clip this kid's wings.
-You'll rob him of his childhood!
And you're robbing him of a future.
Why don't you let him decide?
I don't know where he is.
I have no fucking idea.
He usually comes with his dad.
-So?
-His dad didn't come.
Do you know where he lives?
I picked him up a million times, Maddoni.
Why don't you take me there, Tano?
Come on.
Let that kid get out of there.
Winning isn't everything.
Won't you lock it?
Shut up.
Excuse me, ma'am. Good morning.
We are looking for Segundo Tevez.
Thank you.
Why did Tiví refuse?
He didn't refuse.
I didn't tell him.
He's just out of jail.
I couldn't do it, Dad.
Leave him alone, Dad.
He's with his family.
Your family name determines
who your family is.
The blood running through your veins.
We are his family.
But I understand the weak.
I don't judge them.
We're going tonight, Dad.
Tonight, the strong ones
will protect the weak.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
That's my brother.
Today we'll get him.
Morning!
Segundo!
-What's up?
-Do you remember me?
Yes.
Come in.
-Excuse me.
-Excuse me.
-How are you doing, Segundo?
-How are you?
We wanted to know why Carlos
didn't play today, because...
Because he failed a bunch of subjects.
That's why he didn't go.
He's inside, studying.
His mom won't let him out.
What's going on, Mom?
Finish that chapter so I can quiz you.
I come with very good news, Segundo.
Now I'm working for Boca.
I want Carlos on an 11-a-side field.
I want to bring him to Boca.
-To Boca?
-Yes.
What's going on?
Hello. Nice to meet you.
-Hello, ma'am.
-Did you hear that?
My wife, Adriana.
-This is...
-Maddoni, Ramón Maddoni.
This gentleman's currently working
for Boca...
and he wants to take Carlos...
there.
But he'll play the last two matches
with us--
Yes, it's only two matches.
We've already discussed that.
It's a done deal.
It's fine by me.
As long as Propato's okay with it...
I don't know.
-Don't you think we should ask Carlos?
-Yes, of course we'll ask him.
Chila, it's Boca.
He'll say yes.
What about school?
This isn't what we agreed on.
-If Carlos wants to play, he'll play.
-Good.
Am I playing for Boca, Mom?
I'm playing for Boca!
Mom, am I playing for Boca? Yes or no?
I'm playing for Boca!
Uruguayan, why are you wearing
a starter jersey?
-To play, why else?
-Didn't you see the list?
STARTING PLAYERS
What's up, Uruguayan?
How much did your fucking dad pay
so they let you play?
What are you doing?
Are you out of your mind?
What's wrong with you?
How much did you get
for putting him in the starting eleven?
Coward!
Sánchez!
Come on, get dressed!
Didn't we agree Carlos wouldn't play again
until he passed his tests?
Now this guy comes... A stranger!
And sweet talks you into letting
your son drop everything
and move to the city?
Of course he has to pass his tests.
That's out of the question, okay?
Boca tries...
What I'm saying, Chila...
is that soccer is something else.
-Yes, but soccer is the only punishment--
-It's Boca, Chila.
Mom, I can study any time.
I won't always be able to play.
Especially in Boca.
Some people go to school as grownups.
Yes, people who didn't have the chance
when they were kids.
-But you do.
-You have to study.
Is that clear? That's out of the question.
-But you didn't go to school.
-And here I am.
I had to work for 20 years
to have my own house.
-Days and nights.
-I'll take a chance with soccer.
-If it doesn't pay, I'll go work with you.
-No.
That's not an option.
School and soccer...
or school and building.
School isn't optional.
If I were you...
I'd pick school and soccer.
Right?
It's Boca.
POPULATION CENSUS
What a nice smell!
You're so hot, kid.
- I don't remember.
-Yes, you do.
What's up, kid?
How did you do?
Are you playing for Liniers?
Fine, I was just there.
Next week we play against Tres de Febrero.
That's it, dude!
That's our guy!
Is there anything to eat?
There's pizza in the fridge.
There's beer too.
Don't offer him beer!
You shouldn't have let
your brother drink either!
And you better behave.
Don't get in trouble.
Behave.
Liniers is a great club.
Behave, do things right...
so you'll go up
and look down on all of us.
I won't go anywhere
or let anyone treat me like crap...
just to be above others.
-My brother is even better than Freddy.
-Of course not!
You can't let anyone treat you like crap.
That's what a winner does.
You have to command respect. Always!
Leave the kid alone.
-Go eat.
-Go eat!
What are you looking for?
TAKEAWAY FOOD
I'll be right back.
See this gun?
I'll use it to fuck your boyfriend.
And then I'll fuck you.
And if you say anything
to your dad, I'll kill him, too.
And you'll have no dad and no mom.
And they'll meet in heaven.
Hey, gunman, give me some money.
You're Hernán. You're Little Jorge.
-Leave me alone, motherfucker.
-You're the thief.
Son of a bitch! Come here,
son of a bitch! The thief!
-What are you doing?
-It was Little Jorge.
-He was upsetting the girl.
-Get out of here, motherfucker!
Do you want me to shoot you?
Get out of here!
What happened?
-Nothing.
-Get out of here!
-What happened?
-Nothing, seriously.
-I want to go home.
-What did he say?
-Nothing.
-Tell me the truth. What did he say?
Nothing. I just want to go home.
Okay.
Here you go, take a look.
It's a standard contract.
Did you bring a copy of your ID?
No.
You'll have to bring one.
And his mother must sign too.
Which one?
How many mothers does he have?
Two.
Adriana, the one you met, is my wife.
Yeah.
She raised him.
And...
his birth mom...
is Fabiana, they're sisters.
Sorry, but which one's named
on his birth certificate?
-Fabiana.
-Okay.
I need her to sign, then.
You're his father, right?
No, I did raise him...
but Carlos's dad died...
before he was born.
Let's do this, then...
You sign now.
Later on, when we have to sign
before AFA...
I will need his biological mother to sign.
But you can sign now. It's okay.
There you go.
Well done, Segundo.
It's been a real pleasure.
Come out, motherfucker!
Show your face, coward!
You wanted to kill a Tevez?
Dude!
I saw him!
Come here!
Get out of here!
-Get out of here! You'll hurt someone!
-Are you mad?
Let me go! Get out of here!
It's always the same thing! Hunting kids!
Who do you think you are?
-Fucking drunkards!
-Come in, you idiot!
Stop arguing with these people, you fool!
Come on, let's go home.
-We're going home?
-Let's go home.
It's a 0-0 tie
between Rosario Central and Boca.
-Go.
-Caniggia tries...
-Hi, kid, can I come in?
-Yes.
-What's wrong?
-Tiví hasn't been home in three days.
He went out partying
and left no money for food, nothing.
What do you know?
-Goal for Boca!
-Hey!
You're his brother and you know nothing?
Don't cover for him.
I'm not covering for him.
He will get into trouble.
They saw Chito and your youngest brother
walking around armed.
Around the hood.
They keep filling his head
with that "family" bullshit,
and I'm his family.
Our kids are his family.
We are eating. Are you going to smoke?
Get down!
-Are you okay? Don't move!
-Yes!
-Goal for Boca!
-That's them!
Goal for Boca! Sergio...!
Stick together!
Stay there, Chila!
-No! Don't go!
-Stay there!
-Don't go!
-Fucking son of a bitch!
No!
Don't go out here!
-Honey, stay!
-Son of a bitch!
-Stay!
-I'll fucking kill you!
No, honey!
-Stop him!
-Shoot him!
Where did he go?
-Which way did he go, Segundo?
-That way.
You're not coming with us now either?
He shot at your family.
What if it's a trap?
What if they come back
when we're not here?
We have to get rid
of these sons of bitches now.
Otherwise, they'll keep doing this.
I'll go home.
It's over.
You can come out. It's over.
Are you okay, kids?
It's over.
Why the hell...?
Why the hell are you always
getting into trouble?
What's wrong with you? The kids are alone
at home and you're with these jerks!
Out! Don't argue in here! Get out!
-Shut up or I'll beat you up!
-Come on! Get the hell out of here!
Don't touch me with that gun, you asshole!
-Get out! Come on!
-I'll kill you!
I'll get the fuck out of here.
I was at Chacho's!
Come here, you idiot! Come here!
Is everything okay?
How is it possible?
How can you be so stupid
as to get on board with this madness?
Are you trying to get us all killed?
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him
Today's a very special day
Because Apache made it
Glory will be his to enjoy
Many suckers will envy his fame
Now we have a new star
Carlitos Tevez, that's his name
The golden boy is on the field
Nothing and nobody can stop him now
Nothing and nobody can stop him now
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him
BASED ON TRUE EVENTS
OF CARLOS TEVEZ'S LIFE
WARD
-Do you know that dude?
-Yes.
-So?
-Hernán.
He's always pestering us.
But I didn't know he might be armed.
See?
From now on, forget about him.
Forget his face, his name...
Is that clear?
-Yes.
-Okay.
When tragedy is fixed on you...
there's nothing you can do.
No one's dead yet.
Yet.
But they will be.
But, Grandpa...
-that's Jorge's brother.
-So?
Jorge shouldn't butt in.
And if he butts in, I'll kill him too.
Bang, bang! Am I right?
Easy, Segundo, we come in peace.
He wants to see Kiru.
It's not my fault my brother is an idiot.
Let me see him, please.
Mom!
Here comes Carlitos. Tevez goes through.
Here comes Tevez, here he comes,
here comes Apache.
Tevez keeps going,
he's about to score. Tevez, Tevez!
Goal!
THE LIFE OF CARLOS TEVEZ
I believe my mom and dad,
Segundo and Adriana...
were the foundation of who I've become.
But my siblings...
Fabiana...
my uncles...
They were very important to me,
they are very important to me.
Because it was thanks to them
that I learned to differentiate
between good and evil.
But my pillars of strength
were Segundo and Adriana
because without them...
I wouldn't be the man I am today.
ENTRANCE
O.R. - WARD
I will find my brother.
I'll make him apologize to you.
And I'll make him pay for part of the car.
And...
maybe you can talk and mend things up.
He can't hear you.
How do you know that?
He wouldn't listen anyway.
He'll give a damn if he's your brother.
He won't want to talk to him.
No, he'll understand.
He'll understand.
And Hernán will understand too.
Finish already.
His family is waiting at the chapel
and they are not eager to listen either.
This is for when you wake up,
in case I'm not here.
-Hi.
-Hi, Mariela.
That was your dad, wasn't it?
Did he hit you?
Don't worry about it.
We shouldn't have done what we did.
What's wrong?
Didn't you say your dad is in Pilar?
Or are you afraid someone will tell him?
No one can see us here.
It's not about my dad.
It's about what happened to your uncle.
No one knows where Hernán is.
What if he's around and sees us?
He's always trying to pick a fight
with you... and they say he's armed now.
So what? What will he do?
That coward's hiding somewhere.
It's either him or his friends
who are spreading that rumor.
I'm sure he's gone now.
And if he's smart, he won't come back.
I'm just asking you to be careful.
That's it.
How are you, ma'am? Have you seen Mariela?
Isn't that your dad's pickup?
-Yes, she was over there. Upstairs.
-What?
I'd better go.
Mariela!
Mariela!
Dad! I'm here!
Where were you?
-I thought you were going to Pilar.
-I didn't. I'm back now.
Where were you?
It's simple. You have to tell us
where your brother is.
Or... he can come talk to us if he wants.
I don't know where he is.
Otherwise, I would have already told him
that what he did was wrong.
It's not just about telling him
that what he did was wrong.
Your brother's a son of a bitch.
A fucking bastard.
An insolent!
A thief! He tried to kill my son!
-He's just a kid.
-What's that have to do with this?
My grandsons are also kids
and they don't go around killing people.
Calm down, Dad.
I won't calm down!
He shot my son... your brother! Twice!
-And you want me to pity them?
-We already know that.
No one asked for your opinion.
I'm here to support my friend.
Then let him talk.
Let him tell us where his brother is.
We won't solve anything like this.
He's telling you he doesn't know.
And if he knew, he'd tell you.
Are you going to tell me
how to handle things?
No one had ever laid a hand on my sons!
Ever! Do you hear me?
Isn't it enough to have Tiví in prison
and Kiru dying in a hospital...?
Now we need to fight a bunch of kids?
He said he doesn't know where he is.
Let's go.
All I say is that if I run into him,
I'll gun him down!
And I'll gun down anyone who stands
in my way!
We are offering these beautiful balloons
in exchange for a donation
to help homeless children.
Thank you very much.
Any donation is welcome.
These balloons...
On the other hand, Anabella's cool.
And she's super hot.
She won't even look at you.
Why? What do you know?
With a nice car and a nice gun...
Leave me alone.
It's always the same conversation.
Guns, cars.
Change the fucking subject.
The ticket inspector is coming.
Carlos.
Hey, you! Show me your tickets!
Come here, little brat! Come here!
Hey!
I'm worried about you, Segundo.
I feel I don't understand
what's going through your head.
It's not a good time.
I have little children.
You were also a child.
And you were always on my side.
What's going on now?
I don't understand you, Segundo.
Drop it, Dad.
He may be right.
Wow!
What's going on, Chito?
Is this shit contagious?
I'm always on your side, Dad.
But listen to Segundo for a minute.
What you want is revenge.
"Revenge."
What I want...
is respect.
For the ones who came before us
and the ones to come.
Respect for our family name.
If Kiru were here,
he'd be doing what I'm doing.
And Tiví too.
Yes, but they're not here
and we need some peace.
Aren't you upset about what happened
to Kiru?
I am upset, yes.
Of course I am.
But it was a junkie kid.
It's not like they came after us.
It's not like in the past.
When did this happen?
A couple of days ago.
GO, BOYS
It was like this:
we both went to the first tryout.
They chose him and I was rejected.
And he thought I was afraid,
but I wasn't.
It was obvious they would choose me.
So we went to the second tryout.
They chose me and he was rejected.
Sure, your number nine
managed to score goals
despite your bad passes.
Don't be jealous.
-Jealous of what?
-Stop it.
I'll go straight to the point.
I came to say goodbye... and to thank you.
Okay.
Honestly...
it's a complete shock.
But it's okay. This is soccer.
I should be used to it by now...
but when the time comes...
I don't like losing my players.
I don't like losing good players.
And you're good.
Go out there and be the best you can be.
And if someday
someone asks you who taught you
how to play a wall pass,
to cover, to do a through pass,
what will you say?
-Propato.
-Propato.
Okay? Go.
You're awesome, Propato.
You always go into Fuerte Apache
to look for players.
That's why I cherish you.
So...
thanks again.
Bye, kid.
Behave.
Okay, come on!
Come on! Four against four.
-Poor guy. He's really sad.
-Yes.
He lost a great player.
And he has to put up with you.
At least now you'll bother
the guys at Liniers and not me.
The coach has already told me
I'll be the star of the team.
Yeah, right.
You probably don't talk to anyone.
-Or have you already made friends?
-No.
Come on, kick the ball.
-Why would I need friends?
-Come on! That's good.
-I'm there to play.
-Martínez!
Are you already asking him
for his autograph? Come here!
-Come on!
-I'd better go.
Keep going. Like that.
We'll play together again.
Here or in the hood.
Come on, there it is.
-You get in there!
-See you around.
-See you.
-Over there!
Kick the ball.
Okay.
Look. Here's the light control panel.
Okay?
That's it.
-And what about this panel?
-That one...
was installed by the Peruvian guys
who used to live here.
Those sons of bitches
electrified the whole house.
This is connected to the door
and the window, see?
Whenever they had problems
with Cochi and his junkies,
they would all come here
and shoot each other's brains out.
Here you just need...
some plaster and it'll be good as new.
I'll come pick up the stove
and the oven next week.
Here's another bedroom.
A small spare room.
Owning your house is great, Segundo!
-Isn't it?
-Yes, of course.
Listen.
In my opinion... Do you want one?
-No.
-Are you quitting?
No, but...
-How's your brother doing?
-Well.
-Better.
-Really?
-It was close.
-It was close.
He's still in the ICU, but...
Unbelievable.
Can you believe...
that the father of one of Cochi's junkies
asked me for a job?
For his son.
He lasted two days working for me.
He said, "I make more money stealing."
I said, "Aren't you afraid
someone will kill you?"
Do you know what he said?
"Maybe that way I'll be on TV."
That's how they think, see?
As long as they don't take us down
with them...
They aren't taking me anywhere.
I keep this one under my pillow
and in my car.
I understand
they have drug-related problems,
but that has nothing to do with me.
I have to look after my people.
And this one is silent
and faithful like a dog.
Let me show you the kitchen.
I'm going to give you...
a receipt that says the house is yours...
how much you're paying up front
and the installments for the remainder.
Anyway...
what counts is the trust we have
in each other, right?
I trust you.
You wouldn't rip me off, right?
How could I rip you off?
I have to ask.
I have to protect my family.
Your family will be fine
as long as you pay.
You can ask any of the guys.
They'll vouch for me.
-I would never rip off a working guy.
-Okay.
-I'm offended by this question.
-I'm sorry, maybe it's just me.
It's okay.
That document details what we agreed on.
Okay? This is like a deed.
And rather than me taking
the money from your salary,
I thought you could pay me
with plumbing jobs.
-Is that okay?
-Yes.
Sure.
Let's do this, then.
-Allow me.
-Sure.
Here it goes, Danilo!
-Over here!
-Danilo!
-Over here!
-Pass it!
Pass it to him! Come on!
Come on! That's it.
-The feet!
-Come on, he doesn't know...
Run!
Goal!
Start passing the ball, Uruguayan.
-Leave me alone. Fuck off.
-For real, start passing it more.
Son of a bitch.
Okay, guys, we're going to tell you
who must come on Sunday.
Okay?
Lorenzini will be the goalkeeper.
Aguirre.
Suárez.
Amadeo. Busico.
Pedalino.
Di Prima. Morán.
Sánchez.
Molina.
And Bruno.
Okay?
I want you focused. Remember the training
and make no mistakes. Okay?
Are you ready?
Come on! Let's do it, guys!
Be careful.
Mom, I can't find the ball.
It was by the fence.
-Don't go out.
-Here it is.
-It needs work, doesn't it?
-Yes.
-Right?
-Yes.
I'll have to work on it.
In time...
Aren't you happy, Chila?
-Yes, darling.
-We have our own house.
-Yes.
-Right?
But are we going to be able
to pay for it, honey?
I don't want you working nights
for two years.
I want to play, too!
You always see the glass half empty.
Come on, don't worry.
Why are you up?
What is Grandpa doing?
I don't know.
He's waiting for Hernán.
I don't know what he's up to.
Go to bed. You have school tomorrow.
-See you, Carlos. Take care.
-See you.
-Bye, coach.
-Bye, see you tomorrow.
Carlos.
-Do you have a minute?
-Yes. What's wrong?
Nothing yet.
This weekend we play against Parque.
Here, at the club.
-I know.
-Okay.
If we win, we'll be alone at the top
and no one will be able to reach us.
There are lots of vultures
looking for players.
You can see them, right?
You're good.
They have an eye on you.
And with Danilo leaving the team...
we took a bit of a hit.
If you leave...
I hate losing, Carlos.
And I think you're the same.
I'm not leaving the club.
I'll stay and we'll win the cup again.
You get used to the good things, right?
-Promise me something.
-What?
If they come talk to you...
tell me first.
I know you're not like Danilo.
You have better manners.
-Promise me.
-I promise.
-Thank you, Carlos.
-You're welcome.
Thanks.
You'll come see me every other day
so I can check on the wound
in the abdomen.
Your arm is healing well.
Where's your other son?
The one who visited him every day.
Jorge.
That bastard is not my son.
Not at all. He's his friend.
That's a good friend.
Thank you, doctor.
Thank you, doctor.
-Thank you.
-See you.
Dad...
I want a gun.
Come here!
Don't you want to invite that friend
of yours to the barbecue?
What's her name?
-Mariel?
-Mariela.
I can't invite her to a barbecue
at our place.
-Have you asked for her hand?
-Don't even say that, Dad.
-Son of a bitch!
-Would you shot your own brother?
-God, you're such a jackass. My God!
-Carlitos!
-I could have shot you!
-How are you?
-I'm out!
-I almost shot you.
What happened? It's so good to see you.
Did you break out?
Why didn't you say anything?
-Let me see.
-Why didn't you call?
How could I have called? I didn't know!
You know how it works.
You never know when you'll be out.
How are things? How's the family?
I have to tell you something.
You don't know this, but Kiru was shot.
He's fine now. He was lucky.
He's being discharged today. He's okay.
Who shot him? The police?
No.
No, Jorge's brother.
Jorge's a friend of Kiru.
Who's Jorge?
They crashed Uncle's car.
They stole it and then crashed it.
Kiru got his revenge, though.
-Because they destroyed it.
-That's enough.
He shot him twice.
His name's Hernán.
Who's that Hernán?
He's a 16-year-old kid. That's who he is.
He was high and Kiru...
Dad was crazy mad.
He wanted to shoot a bunch of kids.
But Kiru's okay. He should try
to make peace, but he won't listen.
No, we don't need peace.
He messed with our brother, with a Tevez.
-This isn't the end of that.
-You too?
What's wrong with you? Let it go!
Why don't you relax?
You've just been released
and you want to get into trouble again?
Calm down a bit.
I'm telling you he's 16 years old, Tiví.
What's wrong with you?
Have you all gone mad?
I'll talk to Kiru.
Don't you want to come eat with us?
Come on, dude, come have lunch with us.
-Claudio.
-Why are you here?
-Trina!
-Why are you here?
-They let me go.
-And you said nothing, asshole?
-I didn't know! It's just happened!
-Why are you here?
I thought it was a joke,
but they let me out.
I can't believe you're here!
Are you insane?
-Why didn't you say anything?
-But I didn't--
I didn't know.
I didn't know, I thought it was a joke.
They called me and said, "You're out."
-Are you okay?
-Yes.
-Let's go. Say hello to your dad.
-I'm here now.
Carlos.
Carlos.
Carlos! Come here.
Let's go home.
I've been a member of this club
since I was born.
My dad and my grandfather
were lifelong members.
My grandfather played for this club.
The boy's here training every day.
-And you're telling me he's out.
-Raúl, he's not out of anything.
We are a team.
-The fact that he's not in the starting--
-Don't give me that "team" bullshit!
All I care about is him playing.
Look at him.
Now any slum-dweller is a starting player!
-Those who steal soap from the shower!
-Calm down already.
What's wrong with you?
You need reinforcements. I get that.
Have Martín play.
But stop bringing outsiders,
put the boys you already have
in the starting eleven.
Raúl, I get your point.
But I'm the one who makes decisions here.
Then I'm talking to the wrong person.
Let's go, son.
Gamboa goes for it.
Go!
Long-range shot by Central.
Claudio Paul Caniggia goes for the ball.
Throw-in.
Touch the fries
and I'll cut off your fingers.
Go.
What did I just say about the fries?
-Basualdo! Throw-in.
-Get out! The three of you!
What did I just say?
-Carrizo!
-Do as I say!
-Gordillo does a corner kick.
-For crying out loud!
Kily goes for the ball again.
He passes it to Carrizo!
-Goal!
-Careful with the fire!
-What did I just say?
-It's just one fry.
-...the second half.
-Sure, "one fry."
Careful!
Give me your communication notebook.
Where is it?
-I don't know.
-Easy!
Why are you asking?
Because I'm your mom and I care for you.
Easy!
But they don't give it to you
unless you fail a test.
They used to send it every week.
No idea.
It will be ready when it's ready.
-...to the middle of the field.
-It will be ready soon. Be patient. Okay?
-Palma!
-Yeah.
What? Go play, come on.
Throw-in for Boca. Here comes Basualdo.
So far, the score is 0-0
for Rosario Central and Boca.
Do you want some sausage?
I already gave you some.
It will be ready soon.
-Go play, come on.
-Diego Armando Maradona goes for it.
I already gave you some!
I skipped him before.
Go play soccer. Come on, go play.
...to score the first goal in Rosario.
-The score is 0-0.
-Come on. Good! Like that!
Castellano sets the wall.
-Boca...
-Carlos!
-What?
-Come in here!
-...to the center, goal!
-The food will be ready soon.
-Goal for Boca!
-When you set the table.
-Something to tell me?
-Careful with your brother.
-Tota Fabbri made a move!
-Easy!
-So none of these signatures are yours?
-None.
Forging a signature is a serious offense.
How many subjects did he fail?
Almost all of them.
Except for PE.
PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE
-He should start coming to night school.
-Night school?
Impossible. He has to sleep.
Streets are dangerous for adults
and even more so for kids.
But he won't have the distractions
he has during the day.
That's the advantage.
I don't know.
What do you say?
Well, no more soccer practice.
No more soccer for now.
-Javi, you'll be captain.
-Carlos isn't coming?
I don't know, kid.
-Who'll play forward?
-I don't know...
Joaquín, you play a little bit
further forward, okay?
You stay a little back.
You both play forward, but Joaquín
will be a little bit further up, okay?
-Come on now! Do it like we always do!
-Come on!
Do it like we always do!
Which one's the boy?
He's not there.
What happened?
I don't know. He's always here.
I don't know...
You brought me here for nothing, Ramón.
He may still come. Have some patience.
-Goal!
-Fuck!
Fuck this.
Come on!
EIGHTY YEARS
Come on, a tie's a tie.
It's not the same
without the boys from Fuerte Apache.
I heard one plays for Liniers now.
He was good.
But I like the other one better.
What happened with him? Is he sick?
Tano...
do you know who I work for now?
Boca.
That's where I want to take him.
I want him to play for Boca.
Don't talk to me about Boca. Fuck Boca.
Don't play that card with me, Maddoni.
The problem is you only care
about winning, Tano.
-You can't clip this kid's wings.
-You'll rob him of his childhood!
And you're robbing him of a future.
Why don't you let him decide?
I don't know where he is.
I have no fucking idea.
He usually comes with his dad.
-So?
-His dad didn't come.
Do you know where he lives?
I picked him up a million times, Maddoni.
Why don't you take me there, Tano?
Come on.
Let that kid get out of there.
Winning isn't everything.
Won't you lock it?
Shut up.
Excuse me, ma'am. Good morning.
We are looking for Segundo Tevez.
Thank you.
Why did Tiví refuse?
He didn't refuse.
I didn't tell him.
He's just out of jail.
I couldn't do it, Dad.
Leave him alone, Dad.
He's with his family.
Your family name determines
who your family is.
The blood running through your veins.
We are his family.
But I understand the weak.
I don't judge them.
We're going tonight, Dad.
Tonight, the strong ones
will protect the weak.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
That's my brother.
Today we'll get him.
Morning!
Segundo!
-What's up?
-Do you remember me?
Yes.
Come in.
-Excuse me.
-Excuse me.
-How are you doing, Segundo?
-How are you?
We wanted to know why Carlos
didn't play today, because...
Because he failed a bunch of subjects.
That's why he didn't go.
He's inside, studying.
His mom won't let him out.
What's going on, Mom?
Finish that chapter so I can quiz you.
I come with very good news, Segundo.
Now I'm working for Boca.
I want Carlos on an 11-a-side field.
I want to bring him to Boca.
-To Boca?
-Yes.
What's going on?
Hello. Nice to meet you.
-Hello, ma'am.
-Did you hear that?
My wife, Adriana.
-This is...
-Maddoni, Ramón Maddoni.
This gentleman's currently working
for Boca...
and he wants to take Carlos...
there.
But he'll play the last two matches
with us--
Yes, it's only two matches.
We've already discussed that.
It's a done deal.
It's fine by me.
As long as Propato's okay with it...
I don't know.
-Don't you think we should ask Carlos?
-Yes, of course we'll ask him.
Chila, it's Boca.
He'll say yes.
What about school?
This isn't what we agreed on.
-If Carlos wants to play, he'll play.
-Good.
Am I playing for Boca, Mom?
I'm playing for Boca!
Mom, am I playing for Boca? Yes or no?
I'm playing for Boca!
Uruguayan, why are you wearing
a starter jersey?
-To play, why else?
-Didn't you see the list?
STARTING PLAYERS
What's up, Uruguayan?
How much did your fucking dad pay
so they let you play?
What are you doing?
Are you out of your mind?
What's wrong with you?
How much did you get
for putting him in the starting eleven?
Coward!
Sánchez!
Come on, get dressed!
Didn't we agree Carlos wouldn't play again
until he passed his tests?
Now this guy comes... A stranger!
And sweet talks you into letting
your son drop everything
and move to the city?
Of course he has to pass his tests.
That's out of the question, okay?
Boca tries...
What I'm saying, Chila...
is that soccer is something else.
-Yes, but soccer is the only punishment--
-It's Boca, Chila.
Mom, I can study any time.
I won't always be able to play.
Especially in Boca.
Some people go to school as grownups.
Yes, people who didn't have the chance
when they were kids.
-But you do.
-You have to study.
Is that clear? That's out of the question.
-But you didn't go to school.
-And here I am.
I had to work for 20 years
to have my own house.
-Days and nights.
-I'll take a chance with soccer.
-If it doesn't pay, I'll go work with you.
-No.
That's not an option.
School and soccer...
or school and building.
School isn't optional.
If I were you...
I'd pick school and soccer.
Right?
It's Boca.
POPULATION CENSUS
What a nice smell!
You're so hot, kid.
- I don't remember.
-Yes, you do.
What's up, kid?
How did you do?
Are you playing for Liniers?
Fine, I was just there.
Next week we play against Tres de Febrero.
That's it, dude!
That's our guy!
Is there anything to eat?
There's pizza in the fridge.
There's beer too.
Don't offer him beer!
You shouldn't have let
your brother drink either!
And you better behave.
Don't get in trouble.
Behave.
Liniers is a great club.
Behave, do things right...
so you'll go up
and look down on all of us.
I won't go anywhere
or let anyone treat me like crap...
just to be above others.
-My brother is even better than Freddy.
-Of course not!
You can't let anyone treat you like crap.
That's what a winner does.
You have to command respect. Always!
Leave the kid alone.
-Go eat.
-Go eat!
What are you looking for?
TAKEAWAY FOOD
I'll be right back.
See this gun?
I'll use it to fuck your boyfriend.
And then I'll fuck you.
And if you say anything
to your dad, I'll kill him, too.
And you'll have no dad and no mom.
And they'll meet in heaven.
Hey, gunman, give me some money.
You're Hernán. You're Little Jorge.
-Leave me alone, motherfucker.
-You're the thief.
Son of a bitch! Come here,
son of a bitch! The thief!
-What are you doing?
-It was Little Jorge.
-He was upsetting the girl.
-Get out of here, motherfucker!
Do you want me to shoot you?
Get out of here!
What happened?
-Nothing.
-Get out of here!
-What happened?
-Nothing, seriously.
-I want to go home.
-What did he say?
-Nothing.
-Tell me the truth. What did he say?
Nothing. I just want to go home.
Okay.
Here you go, take a look.
It's a standard contract.
Did you bring a copy of your ID?
No.
You'll have to bring one.
And his mother must sign too.
Which one?
How many mothers does he have?
Two.
Adriana, the one you met, is my wife.
Yeah.
She raised him.
And...
his birth mom...
is Fabiana, they're sisters.
Sorry, but which one's named
on his birth certificate?
-Fabiana.
-Okay.
I need her to sign, then.
You're his father, right?
No, I did raise him...
but Carlos's dad died...
before he was born.
Let's do this, then...
You sign now.
Later on, when we have to sign
before AFA...
I will need his biological mother to sign.
But you can sign now. It's okay.
There you go.
Well done, Segundo.
It's been a real pleasure.
Come out, motherfucker!
Show your face, coward!
You wanted to kill a Tevez?
Dude!
I saw him!
Come here!
Get out of here!
-Get out of here! You'll hurt someone!
-Are you mad?
Let me go! Get out of here!
It's always the same thing! Hunting kids!
Who do you think you are?
-Fucking drunkards!
-Come in, you idiot!
Stop arguing with these people, you fool!
Come on, let's go home.
-We're going home?
-Let's go home.
It's a 0-0 tie
between Rosario Central and Boca.
-Go.
-Caniggia tries...
-Hi, kid, can I come in?
-Yes.
-What's wrong?
-Tiví hasn't been home in three days.
He went out partying
and left no money for food, nothing.
What do you know?
-Goal for Boca!
-Hey!
You're his brother and you know nothing?
Don't cover for him.
I'm not covering for him.
He will get into trouble.
They saw Chito and your youngest brother
walking around armed.
Around the hood.
They keep filling his head
with that "family" bullshit,
and I'm his family.
Our kids are his family.
We are eating. Are you going to smoke?
Get down!
-Are you okay? Don't move!
-Yes!
-Goal for Boca!
-That's them!
Goal for Boca! Sergio...!
Stick together!
Stay there, Chila!
-No! Don't go!
-Stay there!
-Don't go!
-Fucking son of a bitch!
No!
Don't go out here!
-Honey, stay!
-Son of a bitch!
-Stay!
-I'll fucking kill you!
No, honey!
-Stop him!
-Shoot him!
Where did he go?
-Which way did he go, Segundo?
-That way.
You're not coming with us now either?
He shot at your family.
What if it's a trap?
What if they come back
when we're not here?
We have to get rid
of these sons of bitches now.
Otherwise, they'll keep doing this.
I'll go home.
It's over.
You can come out. It's over.
Are you okay, kids?
It's over.
Why the hell...?
Why the hell are you always
getting into trouble?
What's wrong with you? The kids are alone
at home and you're with these jerks!
Out! Don't argue in here! Get out!
-Shut up or I'll beat you up!
-Come on! Get the hell out of here!
Don't touch me with that gun, you asshole!
-Get out! Come on!
-I'll kill you!
I'll get the fuck out of here.
I was at Chacho's!
Come here, you idiot! Come here!
Is everything okay?
How is it possible?
How can you be so stupid
as to get on board with this madness?
Are you trying to get us all killed?
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him
Today's a very special day
Because Apache made it
Glory will be his to enjoy
Many suckers will envy his fame
Now we have a new star
Carlitos Tevez, that's his name
The golden boy is on the field
Nothing and nobody can stop him now
Nothing and nobody can stop him now
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
He was born in a very popular neighborhood
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Amongst violence and gunfire
Carlitos succeeded
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him
Fuerte Apache, that's what they call him