Apache: The Life of Carlos Tevez (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Un mundo nuevo, el origen - full transcript
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
BASED ON TRUE EVENTS
OF CARLOS TEVEZ'S LIFE
Sorry. Be careful with that.
Careful.
Sorry about last night, Chila.
Don't worry. You fell asleep.
No one's out there.
What's the plan?
For the time being, no one sets foot
outside this house.
And... we have to fix this window.
I'll deal with that today.
-Okay?
-Okay.
All right.
I'll make some mate.
Fear was something normal for us.
Sometimes we were playing soccer
when they would open fire...
and bullets would fly past us.
We would hide or drop to the floor.
We would laugh, look at each other
and say, "You shit your pants" or...
We didn't really know what was going on.
We were just kids.
At some point,
that started to feel normal for us.
Mom!
Here comes Carlitos. Tevez goes through.
Here comes Tevez, here he comes,
here comes Apache.
He keeps going,
he's about to score. Tevez, Tevez!
Goal!
THE LIFE OF CARLOS TEVEZ
At least it will be safer, right?
Sure.
They won't see you from the outside,
and it will stop any bullets.
It won't let light in though, but...
I'm not working today, Hugo, okay?
-But I'll be there tomorrow.
-Yes, I told you this is a gift.
You are a good guy.
Only to those who are good to me.
Is that ready, Cholito?
Yes.
Is it? Bring it so we can see
how it looks.
Sure.
Don't run!
Honey, don't you have another sweater
you can wear?
Why? I borrowed it from Dad.
-What are you laughing at?
-Give it back to Grandpa.
Get in the pickup.
Couldn't you borrow another one?
Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
Who is it?
Who is it?
It's me! Kiru!
I came to see Jorge!
Jorge!
Are you in there?
I came to talk to you, man!
CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR
Come in.
I'm alone, man.
Come on, dude, I'm clean.
If you came for Hernán,
you're wasting your time.
You should trust your friend,
who visited you every day at the hospital.
That's beside the point.
Look at me.
-Don't come crying to us.
-"Crying"?
That bastard almost killed me.
It's not my fault he's his brother.
Would you hand over your brother?
A Tevez would never behave like that.
Who do you think you are, coming here
looking down on us, asking for respect?
Look.
I'm sure you know where he is.
Can't you see what's going on
is his fault?
I didn't start this mess.
No, but you refused to end to it.
You and your family.
Don't come here to provoke us! Get out!
And for a fucking car.
Couldn't you just come talk to us
instead of bashing some kid's head in?
We could have given you another car.
A nicer one, a better car.
But you chose the wrong path.
Who asked you to butt in? Tell me.
Are you the one turning my friend
against me?
You wouldn't be here
if he were your friend.
What kind of person...
asks a friend to turn in his own brother?
Jorge.
Dude.
We've known each other forever.
Remember?
We used to play soccer.
Do something...
or our friendship's over.
You're not missing much.
-I have to find my brother.
-You better keep a bullet ready for Kiru.
And keep your brother hidden where he is.
But we have to do something.
What?
We have to give him some money
and have him disappear for a while.
Until these motherfuckers calm down.
BOCA IS MY PASSION
Don't run!
-Don't get dirty.
-Come here.
Is this the right place, Dad?
No idea.
Maddoni told us to come here.
-This is kind of shitty.
-Watch your mouth.
-Okay... let's go in.
-Let's go.
Grab my hand.
It was pointless showering to come here.
There are some trophies over there.
They are all plastic.
And this one's a bocce cup.
It's a training ground.
What did I dress up for?
Come on, honey, we are already here.
Yes.
But All Boys is nicer.
So?
What do you think?
Guys, can I have a moment alone
with Danilo, please?
Come on.
Good? They're friends!
Come on.
I think we should talk
about what happened, don't we?
I know. I'm sorry. I went too far.
I'm mad because that idiot
is in the starting eleven
just because his dad's in the board.
It's unfair.
Do we have to pay to play?
Who told you that?
No one. I overheard you talking.
Danilo... I don't know what you overheard.
But it is me who decides
who's ready to play.
No one tells me what to do.
-Is that clear?
-Yes, I know.
I'll accept your apology.
But you can never do that again.
You can't insult me in front of the team.
I know this is hard.
That you're new
and you have to find your place.
But not with insults and fights.
Not by acting like a tough guy.
That's not the way.
If something bothers you,
you must control yourself.
You'll face countless things
you won't like.
But you'll have to cope with them.
You're good, Danilo.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be here.
But talent is useless without discipline.
And you can't buy discipline.
Never forget that.
Discipline can't be bought.
Now go home.
You're not training today.
Why? I already apologized to you.
You have to learn respect.
I respect you.
See you tomorrow.
Pass it.
Come on!
Open the play.
Kick a long pass!
Kick a long pass!
Stick with it!
He needs some work, but he's good.
Those are his parents.
Come on! He's unaware!
His uncle and aunt, actually.
Defend it!
They raised him.
Mark him!
And he calls them "Mom" and "Dad."
-Stop it with your chest.
-He's unaware!
-Easy, Tevez! No foul!
-He's unaware!
-Easy now!
-Pass it!
-Come on, move!
-Easy now! Mark him! Easy!
Pass it!
-Why is he always nagging him?
-Come on!
He won't leave him alone.
He's driving him crazy.
Kick a long pass!
Where do they live?
In Fuerte Apache.
That's a gold mine of players
like you wouldn't imagine.
-I'm alone here!
-Stick with it!
-Another one!
-Come on!
Easy, Tevez, easy!
Come on! Run!
Easy!
Come here!
You have to cover the ball.
You don't know how to mark yet.
You committed the exact same foul twice.
Until you learn to cover the ball,
you won't know how to mark, okay?
That's a yellow card foul.
Go.
Throw-in for the blue team!
Kick a long pass!
Run after him!
Go back!
-Goal!
-Fuck! Sons of bitches!
Do you think you're playing in a park?
This is Boca! We have to win!
And don't play the fool!
-You know what I'm talking about!
-That goalkeeper yells too much.
That didn't happen in All Boys.
This isn't All Boys, Chila.
Go back!
Come on!
-Wait! Go!
-Go down there!
-Goal!
-Goal!
How did they fit you?
A bit tight, but it's okay.
Next time just ask for a bigger size.
Is that clear?
I'm not getting any fucking younger!
Hey, rookie!
Did you see what you did to him?
Too many fouls today.
You're too rough.
Try to be more careful next time.
Come on, drop it.
It was just a foul.
It's not like I ruined his career.
I'm sorry, dude.
You didn't ruin his career,
but we don't play that way here, okay?
Where do you live?
In Ejército de los Andes.
In Ciudadela.
Never heard of it.
Fuerte Apache.
Where do you live?
Barracas. Boca gave my family a house.
They gave you a house?
No, Boca lends houses
to those of us who are trying out.
To keep other clubs away from you.
If I'm out, I have to go back
to San Justo.
If you want a house,
stop kicking so much
and start moving the ball around.
No one wants a forward
who turns a steal into a foul, see?
Easy, don't get mad.
You're new. You just got here.
Who does he think he is?
He's the captain of a team
in the Federal League. Listen to him.
There he is.
Carlos.
See you later.
-This gentleman...
-Arévalo.
-Hi. Nice to meet you.
-How are you doing?
He's an agent...
and he wants to represent you.
It sounds fancy
when you say it like that...
but if you want to put it that way,
it's okay.
-You are the one who said that.
-Yes, but...
I just talked to a guy who said
Boca gave his family a house.
-Can you get one for us?
-Carlos!
-Where did you hear that?
-Don't scold him, he's right.
It is possible.
But first we have to fix the issue
with the paperwork.
-What paperwork?
-I've been speaking to Maddoni
and based on what he's told me,
we'll need your mom's signature.
He means... Fabiana's signature.
Trina... your mom.
-We'll get it. So we won't...
-Okay.
-Let's go. It's getting late.
-Nice meeting you.
Let's go.
-Guys! Get in the pickup!
-Bye, Carlos.
-See you.
-Come on!
-Goodbye, ma'am!
-Are you happy?
Yes! What if they give us a house?
I don't know.
To be honest,
I don't like him going to Luján.
He'll have a good time.
For him, it's like going camping.
What about school?
How will he study?
How will he go to school...
if he has to come here every day?
And I don't get it.
What's that "League" stuff?
Wasn't he playing for Boca?
The League is Boca.
But to register him with AFA
we need to get
the paperwork done properly.
The ones we don't have.
Otherwise...
he won't be able to play professionally.
He better go back to school
when this is all finished.
-I don't think that will be possible.
-Sure.
-It will be hard.
-Sure.
He won't be able to do both things.
You know that.
We always said...
that Carlos would make
his own life choices.
So...
I knew this was going to happen.
I knew it would happen sooner or later.
-Thank you.
-See you.
-Hello. What can I get you?
-Can I have my order, please?
-Here. That'll be 20 pesos.
-Here you are.
Are you talking to aunt Fabiana?
Dad will surely be the one to go.
No, I'm speaking with Fabiana.
-Mom will go because they are sisters.
-No.
I'll go, and that's that.
Give me... 100 grams of cheese...
the usual amount of mortadella...
and some bread.
-Dudes!
-Uncle!
What's up, kid?
What are you doing?
We are waiting for Mom and Dad.
They are in the store.
I'm going there too, to buy dinner.
So?
-Did you go to Boca?
-Yes.
So?
It was good... I guess.
It's not the Boca you think.
It's a bocce club, Uncle.
Don't mess with me!
Do you know the sex?
-Yes, it's a girl.
-How nice.
-How about yours?
-It's a girl too.
-Yes.
-Nice. Have you thought of a name?
No... not yet.
Have you?
-Nicole.
-Daniela.
We don't have a final decision on it yet.
We'll see.
Is it true you're dating Hugo's daughter?
-Her name is Mariela.
-Mariela! Is it true or not?
Kind of.
Her dad won't let her see me.
It can't be that bad.
Would he shoot you?
I think...
you are afraid.
This should be talked man-to-man, dude.
See?
You have to go talk to Hugo...
and say: "Hugo, I want...
I wish...
I would like to date your daughter...
-if you allow it..."
-Mariela.
Mariela!
"I want to be her boyfriend." Stop.
What are you laughing at, you fool?
We'll talk more later.
I'll go get dinner, guys.
-Dude!
-Chila, wait here.
Two beer ice creams.
Where's Dad going?
Segundo...
can we talk?
What's up?
Lots of things, Segundo.
And they should be fewer.
You went after a kid?
And you started shooting.
Hernán will go away for a while
until you all calm down.
Too much noise.
It attracts the police,
and that's bad for everyone.
That kid's walking along the razor's edge.
I've seen this already.
First it was Pincha, now it's Hernán.
They all end up the same.
Killing someone or dead.
It's just a matter of time.
But he won't catch me off guard.
He'll go away for a while
and you'll do nothing to stop him.
Think about it.
Talk to your people.
It's for the best.
So everyone can calm down.
To be at peace for a while.
And now you believe those bastards.
Suddenly they are all good people.
And you said you'd stay out of this.
I said I wouldn't hunt down a kid.
That kid shot your house!
How much longer will he remain at large?
Until he kills one of us?
Jorge's no longer my friend.
He's history.
What about you, Chito?
Aren't you against killing kids?
Hernán was a kid.
A kid doesn't do those things.
Cochi...
told me that...
-they'll send him away for a while.
-"A while."
How long is "a while"?
Come on.
Segundo.
Son.
You know what we are talking about.
It's always the same.
We take care of each other, right?
Yes, but I want to believe Cochi.
I don't think he's lying.
Let's make this clear.
And you know I mean it.
If Hernán doesn't keep his word,
I'll take care of him.
And we'll be here...
waiting for that time to come.
Is Boca cool or is it all talk?
It's great.
And they're good.
But they've been playing together forever.
They're still soft, though.
So what? They've been together forever
in Liniers too
and I kick their asses anyway.
And they're not soft.
Do they really give you new cleats?
No, that's a lie.
-Not at all.
-I did get a pair.
But I have to leave them there.
PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL NUMBER 4
CIUDADELA
Mariela.
Hey, won't you say hello?
What are you doing?
-My dad's going to kill me.
-Why?
-I'm just walking with you.
-Really, leave me alone.
-What's wrong?
-Nothing.
Good afternoon.
Can I talk to you, Mr. Hugo?
In private.
What's wrong? Don't beat around the bush.
Just tell me.
Nothing's wrong, calm down.
I came to ask for your permission
to be Mariela's boyfriend.
How would that be?
Just so you know.
If there are any conditions...
-just tell me.
-Tell you what?
The conditions to date her.
Is she okay with this?
Yes.
She didn't say anything to me.
Because she's afraid of you.
That's why I wanted to talk to you.
I don't want Mariela dating just any guy.
I'm not just any guy.
You know me.
And you know my dad too.
You're bold, kid.
Really bold.
When you keep me locked up,
I'm even sadder.
I have no friends or anything.
-I've already told you it's dangerous.
-So?
No kissing or holding hands
when I'm around, okay?
And be careful where you take her.
We'll talk later. Come on, I'm late.
I hope you'll behave now.
Come on, focus! Pay attention!
Close your legs!
Pay attention, Franco!
Come on!
Go steal it, man!
Goal!
-Come on! Again!
-Don't be cocky!
Did you hear me? Show some respect!
Don't be insolent, show some respect.
-You show me some respect first.
-Why should I?
-Raúl!
-You're here by yourself.
-Raul!
-You shouldn't be here.
Let's do the play we prepared.
Lorenzini, set the wall.
Danilo, here you go.
Manu! The line!
He did that on purpose!
He did that on purpose!
Coach! I saw him! He did it on purpose!
-What's wrong?
-Did you see it?
-Raúl, would you calm down?
-That bastard did it on purpose!
-It wasn't on purpose!
-I was looking at him!
Raúl, you're acting like a kid!
Like an asshole!
-I'm sorry, dude.
-I'm fed up! Get out!
-I pay your wages!
-Get him out of here!
I'm friends with the entire board.
Motherfucker.
-It's soccer! I got mad!
-Guys, let's continue where we left off.
-Be aware of who's marking you.
-Martín! Get that filthy bastard.
Danilo, aim for a center shot.
-No!
-Stop!
Danilo?
-Danilo, are you okay?
-Yes.
Hernán.
It's what's best for you. Do you trust me?
It was a shitty car.
You shouldn't have shot him.
That's over now. It's done.
It's just for a while.
Here.
We should ask him about the gun.
Hernán!
I'll ask you one last time.
Did you really get rid of the gun?
Yes, I did.
I got scared and hid it
in the water tank of Block Nine.
It's there if you want it.
It must be all rusty.
There it is.
Send Uncle my regards.
Look at that arm, Danilo.
Let's go to the hospital.
No, don't worry. There's no need
to go to the hospital. It's healing.
Danilo, that's dislocated, at least.
Come on, I'll take you.
Don't worry, I'll go home...
and if it hurts, I'll ask my mom
to take me to the emergency room.
But the hospital is two blocks away.
Why am I even asking?
Come on, I'm taking you. Come on.
Don't worry, coach, my dad's coming.
He's picking me up.
And my mom's a nurse, so...
she'll know what to do.
Okay, then at least let me take you home.
I'm telling you my dad's picking me up.
-Okay, let me talk to him.
-No.
The thing is I'm walking two blocks
to my uncle's house,
and he'll pick me up there.
Danilo, I really want you
to keep coming here.
You could become a great player.
With a little bit of work,
you could be a professional.
But you have to look after yourself.
Talent alone won't get you to the top.
You need a clear mind.
You have to persevere and be constant.
That's what you lack.
If you let me, I'll help you.
Have that elbow checked out.
-You promise?
-Yes, coach.
Thank you.
I mean it.
-Okay, let's go.
-Come on! Everyone get on!
-Hurry up.
-Yes, hurry up! Come on!
Here you go, come on.
Come on! Get on the bus!
-Call me as soon as you get there.
-Yes.
-Get on!
-Don't just say "yes." Will you call?
Yes, Mom, I'll call.
Okay. Bye, sweetie.
-I love you. Eat well.
-I love you too.
And win, Carlos.
Of course, Dad. That's why I'm going.
Behave.
Bye, Carlos.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
Why does your son wear such small shoes?
You too.
Those shoes are too small.
You need at least a size 10.
Never mind. Come on! Get on!
-Congratulations!
-Thank you.
-Bye!
-Bye! I love you all!
-Bye!
-Let's go!
-Bye, Carlos!
-Bye!
-Behave!
-Bye!
Thank you, driver!
Thank you for everything, bus. See you.
-Come on, Mom.
-This is no longer your home.
You have no family.
Go away!
Where's your brother?
What are you looking at? Do you think
you can control everyone's life?
You either kill them or kick them out.
We raised you.
Take him away!
No, Mom! Not that!
That's it, isn't it?
That's the only thing you care about.
Don't let it fall.
Don't let it get wet.
Don't let it get hurt.
Like it's your girlfriend.
-You eat because of this.
-Do I?
-Stop!
-No, stop.
-Stop, Mom!
-No!
-Stop! Stop, Mom!
-Pascuala, stop!
-Let's go.
-Pascuala...
-So? Do I look less poor?
-Calm down, Pascuala, please.
The day that shit buys me a house
away from here I'll thank it.
-Come, Pascuala, please.
-Let me go.
-Please.
-It was you!
-Please!
-You did this to my sons!
They're cool, right?
-Score a goal and you can borrow them.
-Okay.
He loves you.
Shut up.
Are we in Argentina?
Yes, Luján is in Argentina,
but we are not there yet.
Your shoe size's not 6.5.
What is it then?
You don't know your shoe size?
How long have you had those?
Your feet get bigger.
Your cleats don't.
Hello!
Hello, Carlos! Is that you?
Hi, Mom. I'm okay.
We were about to go walking
down the square
and then we're going to visit the church.
They say it's great.
And you're going out now?
Did you eat? What did they give you?
Yes, they gave us some great ravioli.
And you're going out now?
Yes, Mom,
this isn't like our neighborhood.
You can go out at night. It's okay.
Okay.
Do you have any money?
No, but the club's paying.
Really?
I'm happy for you.
Dad's already at work?
Yes, he's already left.
So... tell me something.
Is the place nice?
The hotel's amazing, Mom.
There's a TV in each room.
You sound happy, and that makes me happy.
They're serving dessert, Mom. I love you.
We'll talk tomorrow.
Take care! Carlos?
I love you, son!
I love you too, Mom. Bye.
They're calling us.
Go.
Let's go. These clothes are like bait.
I have a girlfriend, Fer.
But this is Luján, Carlitos.
Watch and learn.
Who is it?
Who is it, Mom?
You stay in there.
Who is it?
Do you have some clothes to donate?
No... we have nothing.
No!
-Shut up, bitch!
-No!
-Shut up!
-No! Please!
-Shut up or I'll kill you!
-Outside! My kids are in here!
I'm going to kill you and your kids!
-No! Please! No!
-I'm going to kill you all! Shut up!
Stay there and don't move.
-Shut up or I'll kill you!
-Grandpa!
Retruco, you suckers.
Grandpa!
Grandpa, help us! Please!
-They have Mom, Grandpa!
-Sons of bitches!
Grandpa!
-Let's go!
-Grandpa!
-Grandpa!
-Get inside!
-Shut up, motherfucker! Shut up, kid!
-No!
Shut up, fucking bastard! Shut--
What happened, Mom?
-Take this!
-Now we've got you, motherfucker!
-Let me do it, don't pull.
-I can do it, don't worry.
Honey, come on, let's get in.
-He's there.
-Fucking bastard!
I told you a thousand times to stop--
No!
No!
No, I didn't want to...
It was an accident! I didn't want...
It was an accident! I'm sorry!
It was an accident!
No!
No!
No! Silvia, no!
No!
It's your fault, you fucking bastards!
Yours!
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
These suckers cannot even handle it
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
Sorry. Be careful with that.
Careful.
Sorry about last night, Chila.
Don't worry. You fell asleep.
No one's out there.
What's the plan?
For the time being, no one sets foot
outside this house.
And... we have to fix this window.
I'll deal with that today.
-Okay?
-Okay.
All right.
I'll make some mate.
Fear was something normal for us.
Sometimes we were playing soccer
when they would open fire...
and bullets would fly past us.
We would hide or drop to the floor.
We would laugh, look at each other
and say, "You shit your pants" or...
We didn't really know what was going on.
We were just kids.
At some point,
that started to feel normal for us.
Mom!
Here comes Carlitos. Tevez goes through.
Here comes Tevez, here he comes,
here comes Apache.
He keeps going,
he's about to score. Tevez, Tevez!
Goal!
THE LIFE OF CARLOS TEVEZ
At least it will be safer, right?
Sure.
They won't see you from the outside,
and it will stop any bullets.
It won't let light in though, but...
I'm not working today, Hugo, okay?
-But I'll be there tomorrow.
-Yes, I told you this is a gift.
You are a good guy.
Only to those who are good to me.
Is that ready, Cholito?
Yes.
Is it? Bring it so we can see
how it looks.
Sure.
Don't run!
Honey, don't you have another sweater
you can wear?
Why? I borrowed it from Dad.
-What are you laughing at?
-Give it back to Grandpa.
Get in the pickup.
Couldn't you borrow another one?
Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
Who is it?
Who is it?
It's me! Kiru!
I came to see Jorge!
Jorge!
Are you in there?
I came to talk to you, man!
CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR
Come in.
I'm alone, man.
Come on, dude, I'm clean.
If you came for Hernán,
you're wasting your time.
You should trust your friend,
who visited you every day at the hospital.
That's beside the point.
Look at me.
-Don't come crying to us.
-"Crying"?
That bastard almost killed me.
It's not my fault he's his brother.
Would you hand over your brother?
A Tevez would never behave like that.
Who do you think you are, coming here
looking down on us, asking for respect?
Look.
I'm sure you know where he is.
Can't you see what's going on
is his fault?
I didn't start this mess.
No, but you refused to end to it.
You and your family.
Don't come here to provoke us! Get out!
And for a fucking car.
Couldn't you just come talk to us
instead of bashing some kid's head in?
We could have given you another car.
A nicer one, a better car.
But you chose the wrong path.
Who asked you to butt in? Tell me.
Are you the one turning my friend
against me?
You wouldn't be here
if he were your friend.
What kind of person...
asks a friend to turn in his own brother?
Jorge.
Dude.
We've known each other forever.
Remember?
We used to play soccer.
Do something...
or our friendship's over.
You're not missing much.
-I have to find my brother.
-You better keep a bullet ready for Kiru.
And keep your brother hidden where he is.
But we have to do something.
What?
We have to give him some money
and have him disappear for a while.
Until these motherfuckers calm down.
BOCA IS MY PASSION
Don't run!
-Don't get dirty.
-Come here.
Is this the right place, Dad?
No idea.
Maddoni told us to come here.
-This is kind of shitty.
-Watch your mouth.
-Okay... let's go in.
-Let's go.
Grab my hand.
It was pointless showering to come here.
There are some trophies over there.
They are all plastic.
And this one's a bocce cup.
It's a training ground.
What did I dress up for?
Come on, honey, we are already here.
Yes.
But All Boys is nicer.
So?
What do you think?
Guys, can I have a moment alone
with Danilo, please?
Come on.
Good? They're friends!
Come on.
I think we should talk
about what happened, don't we?
I know. I'm sorry. I went too far.
I'm mad because that idiot
is in the starting eleven
just because his dad's in the board.
It's unfair.
Do we have to pay to play?
Who told you that?
No one. I overheard you talking.
Danilo... I don't know what you overheard.
But it is me who decides
who's ready to play.
No one tells me what to do.
-Is that clear?
-Yes, I know.
I'll accept your apology.
But you can never do that again.
You can't insult me in front of the team.
I know this is hard.
That you're new
and you have to find your place.
But not with insults and fights.
Not by acting like a tough guy.
That's not the way.
If something bothers you,
you must control yourself.
You'll face countless things
you won't like.
But you'll have to cope with them.
You're good, Danilo.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be here.
But talent is useless without discipline.
And you can't buy discipline.
Never forget that.
Discipline can't be bought.
Now go home.
You're not training today.
Why? I already apologized to you.
You have to learn respect.
I respect you.
See you tomorrow.
Pass it.
Come on!
Open the play.
Kick a long pass!
Kick a long pass!
Stick with it!
He needs some work, but he's good.
Those are his parents.
Come on! He's unaware!
His uncle and aunt, actually.
Defend it!
They raised him.
Mark him!
And he calls them "Mom" and "Dad."
-Stop it with your chest.
-He's unaware!
-Easy, Tevez! No foul!
-He's unaware!
-Easy now!
-Pass it!
-Come on, move!
-Easy now! Mark him! Easy!
Pass it!
-Why is he always nagging him?
-Come on!
He won't leave him alone.
He's driving him crazy.
Kick a long pass!
Where do they live?
In Fuerte Apache.
That's a gold mine of players
like you wouldn't imagine.
-I'm alone here!
-Stick with it!
-Another one!
-Come on!
Easy, Tevez, easy!
Come on! Run!
Easy!
Come here!
You have to cover the ball.
You don't know how to mark yet.
You committed the exact same foul twice.
Until you learn to cover the ball,
you won't know how to mark, okay?
That's a yellow card foul.
Go.
Throw-in for the blue team!
Kick a long pass!
Run after him!
Go back!
-Goal!
-Fuck! Sons of bitches!
Do you think you're playing in a park?
This is Boca! We have to win!
And don't play the fool!
-You know what I'm talking about!
-That goalkeeper yells too much.
That didn't happen in All Boys.
This isn't All Boys, Chila.
Go back!
Come on!
-Wait! Go!
-Go down there!
-Goal!
-Goal!
How did they fit you?
A bit tight, but it's okay.
Next time just ask for a bigger size.
Is that clear?
I'm not getting any fucking younger!
Hey, rookie!
Did you see what you did to him?
Too many fouls today.
You're too rough.
Try to be more careful next time.
Come on, drop it.
It was just a foul.
It's not like I ruined his career.
I'm sorry, dude.
You didn't ruin his career,
but we don't play that way here, okay?
Where do you live?
In Ejército de los Andes.
In Ciudadela.
Never heard of it.
Fuerte Apache.
Where do you live?
Barracas. Boca gave my family a house.
They gave you a house?
No, Boca lends houses
to those of us who are trying out.
To keep other clubs away from you.
If I'm out, I have to go back
to San Justo.
If you want a house,
stop kicking so much
and start moving the ball around.
No one wants a forward
who turns a steal into a foul, see?
Easy, don't get mad.
You're new. You just got here.
Who does he think he is?
He's the captain of a team
in the Federal League. Listen to him.
There he is.
Carlos.
See you later.
-This gentleman...
-Arévalo.
-Hi. Nice to meet you.
-How are you doing?
He's an agent...
and he wants to represent you.
It sounds fancy
when you say it like that...
but if you want to put it that way,
it's okay.
-You are the one who said that.
-Yes, but...
I just talked to a guy who said
Boca gave his family a house.
-Can you get one for us?
-Carlos!
-Where did you hear that?
-Don't scold him, he's right.
It is possible.
But first we have to fix the issue
with the paperwork.
-What paperwork?
-I've been speaking to Maddoni
and based on what he's told me,
we'll need your mom's signature.
He means... Fabiana's signature.
Trina... your mom.
-We'll get it. So we won't...
-Okay.
-Let's go. It's getting late.
-Nice meeting you.
Let's go.
-Guys! Get in the pickup!
-Bye, Carlos.
-See you.
-Come on!
-Goodbye, ma'am!
-Are you happy?
Yes! What if they give us a house?
I don't know.
To be honest,
I don't like him going to Luján.
He'll have a good time.
For him, it's like going camping.
What about school?
How will he study?
How will he go to school...
if he has to come here every day?
And I don't get it.
What's that "League" stuff?
Wasn't he playing for Boca?
The League is Boca.
But to register him with AFA
we need to get
the paperwork done properly.
The ones we don't have.
Otherwise...
he won't be able to play professionally.
He better go back to school
when this is all finished.
-I don't think that will be possible.
-Sure.
-It will be hard.
-Sure.
He won't be able to do both things.
You know that.
We always said...
that Carlos would make
his own life choices.
So...
I knew this was going to happen.
I knew it would happen sooner or later.
-Thank you.
-See you.
-Hello. What can I get you?
-Can I have my order, please?
-Here. That'll be 20 pesos.
-Here you are.
Are you talking to aunt Fabiana?
Dad will surely be the one to go.
No, I'm speaking with Fabiana.
-Mom will go because they are sisters.
-No.
I'll go, and that's that.
Give me... 100 grams of cheese...
the usual amount of mortadella...
and some bread.
-Dudes!
-Uncle!
What's up, kid?
What are you doing?
We are waiting for Mom and Dad.
They are in the store.
I'm going there too, to buy dinner.
So?
-Did you go to Boca?
-Yes.
So?
It was good... I guess.
It's not the Boca you think.
It's a bocce club, Uncle.
Don't mess with me!
Do you know the sex?
-Yes, it's a girl.
-How nice.
-How about yours?
-It's a girl too.
-Yes.
-Nice. Have you thought of a name?
No... not yet.
Have you?
-Nicole.
-Daniela.
We don't have a final decision on it yet.
We'll see.
Is it true you're dating Hugo's daughter?
-Her name is Mariela.
-Mariela! Is it true or not?
Kind of.
Her dad won't let her see me.
It can't be that bad.
Would he shoot you?
I think...
you are afraid.
This should be talked man-to-man, dude.
See?
You have to go talk to Hugo...
and say: "Hugo, I want...
I wish...
I would like to date your daughter...
-if you allow it..."
-Mariela.
Mariela!
"I want to be her boyfriend." Stop.
What are you laughing at, you fool?
We'll talk more later.
I'll go get dinner, guys.
-Dude!
-Chila, wait here.
Two beer ice creams.
Where's Dad going?
Segundo...
can we talk?
What's up?
Lots of things, Segundo.
And they should be fewer.
You went after a kid?
And you started shooting.
Hernán will go away for a while
until you all calm down.
Too much noise.
It attracts the police,
and that's bad for everyone.
That kid's walking along the razor's edge.
I've seen this already.
First it was Pincha, now it's Hernán.
They all end up the same.
Killing someone or dead.
It's just a matter of time.
But he won't catch me off guard.
He'll go away for a while
and you'll do nothing to stop him.
Think about it.
Talk to your people.
It's for the best.
So everyone can calm down.
To be at peace for a while.
And now you believe those bastards.
Suddenly they are all good people.
And you said you'd stay out of this.
I said I wouldn't hunt down a kid.
That kid shot your house!
How much longer will he remain at large?
Until he kills one of us?
Jorge's no longer my friend.
He's history.
What about you, Chito?
Aren't you against killing kids?
Hernán was a kid.
A kid doesn't do those things.
Cochi...
told me that...
-they'll send him away for a while.
-"A while."
How long is "a while"?
Come on.
Segundo.
Son.
You know what we are talking about.
It's always the same.
We take care of each other, right?
Yes, but I want to believe Cochi.
I don't think he's lying.
Let's make this clear.
And you know I mean it.
If Hernán doesn't keep his word,
I'll take care of him.
And we'll be here...
waiting for that time to come.
Is Boca cool or is it all talk?
It's great.
And they're good.
But they've been playing together forever.
They're still soft, though.
So what? They've been together forever
in Liniers too
and I kick their asses anyway.
And they're not soft.
Do they really give you new cleats?
No, that's a lie.
-Not at all.
-I did get a pair.
But I have to leave them there.
PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL NUMBER 4
CIUDADELA
Mariela.
Hey, won't you say hello?
What are you doing?
-My dad's going to kill me.
-Why?
-I'm just walking with you.
-Really, leave me alone.
-What's wrong?
-Nothing.
Good afternoon.
Can I talk to you, Mr. Hugo?
In private.
What's wrong? Don't beat around the bush.
Just tell me.
Nothing's wrong, calm down.
I came to ask for your permission
to be Mariela's boyfriend.
How would that be?
Just so you know.
If there are any conditions...
-just tell me.
-Tell you what?
The conditions to date her.
Is she okay with this?
Yes.
She didn't say anything to me.
Because she's afraid of you.
That's why I wanted to talk to you.
I don't want Mariela dating just any guy.
I'm not just any guy.
You know me.
And you know my dad too.
You're bold, kid.
Really bold.
When you keep me locked up,
I'm even sadder.
I have no friends or anything.
-I've already told you it's dangerous.
-So?
No kissing or holding hands
when I'm around, okay?
And be careful where you take her.
We'll talk later. Come on, I'm late.
I hope you'll behave now.
Come on, focus! Pay attention!
Close your legs!
Pay attention, Franco!
Come on!
Go steal it, man!
Goal!
-Come on! Again!
-Don't be cocky!
Did you hear me? Show some respect!
Don't be insolent, show some respect.
-You show me some respect first.
-Why should I?
-Raúl!
-You're here by yourself.
-Raul!
-You shouldn't be here.
Let's do the play we prepared.
Lorenzini, set the wall.
Danilo, here you go.
Manu! The line!
He did that on purpose!
He did that on purpose!
Coach! I saw him! He did it on purpose!
-What's wrong?
-Did you see it?
-Raúl, would you calm down?
-That bastard did it on purpose!
-It wasn't on purpose!
-I was looking at him!
Raúl, you're acting like a kid!
Like an asshole!
-I'm sorry, dude.
-I'm fed up! Get out!
-I pay your wages!
-Get him out of here!
I'm friends with the entire board.
Motherfucker.
-It's soccer! I got mad!
-Guys, let's continue where we left off.
-Be aware of who's marking you.
-Martín! Get that filthy bastard.
Danilo, aim for a center shot.
-No!
-Stop!
Danilo?
-Danilo, are you okay?
-Yes.
Hernán.
It's what's best for you. Do you trust me?
It was a shitty car.
You shouldn't have shot him.
That's over now. It's done.
It's just for a while.
Here.
We should ask him about the gun.
Hernán!
I'll ask you one last time.
Did you really get rid of the gun?
Yes, I did.
I got scared and hid it
in the water tank of Block Nine.
It's there if you want it.
It must be all rusty.
There it is.
Send Uncle my regards.
Look at that arm, Danilo.
Let's go to the hospital.
No, don't worry. There's no need
to go to the hospital. It's healing.
Danilo, that's dislocated, at least.
Come on, I'll take you.
Don't worry, I'll go home...
and if it hurts, I'll ask my mom
to take me to the emergency room.
But the hospital is two blocks away.
Why am I even asking?
Come on, I'm taking you. Come on.
Don't worry, coach, my dad's coming.
He's picking me up.
And my mom's a nurse, so...
she'll know what to do.
Okay, then at least let me take you home.
I'm telling you my dad's picking me up.
-Okay, let me talk to him.
-No.
The thing is I'm walking two blocks
to my uncle's house,
and he'll pick me up there.
Danilo, I really want you
to keep coming here.
You could become a great player.
With a little bit of work,
you could be a professional.
But you have to look after yourself.
Talent alone won't get you to the top.
You need a clear mind.
You have to persevere and be constant.
That's what you lack.
If you let me, I'll help you.
Have that elbow checked out.
-You promise?
-Yes, coach.
Thank you.
I mean it.
-Okay, let's go.
-Come on! Everyone get on!
-Hurry up.
-Yes, hurry up! Come on!
Here you go, come on.
Come on! Get on the bus!
-Call me as soon as you get there.
-Yes.
-Get on!
-Don't just say "yes." Will you call?
Yes, Mom, I'll call.
Okay. Bye, sweetie.
-I love you. Eat well.
-I love you too.
And win, Carlos.
Of course, Dad. That's why I'm going.
Behave.
Bye, Carlos.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
Why does your son wear such small shoes?
You too.
Those shoes are too small.
You need at least a size 10.
Never mind. Come on! Get on!
-Congratulations!
-Thank you.
-Bye!
-Bye! I love you all!
-Bye!
-Let's go!
-Bye, Carlos!
-Bye!
-Behave!
-Bye!
Thank you, driver!
Thank you for everything, bus. See you.
-Come on, Mom.
-This is no longer your home.
You have no family.
Go away!
Where's your brother?
What are you looking at? Do you think
you can control everyone's life?
You either kill them or kick them out.
We raised you.
Take him away!
No, Mom! Not that!
That's it, isn't it?
That's the only thing you care about.
Don't let it fall.
Don't let it get wet.
Don't let it get hurt.
Like it's your girlfriend.
-You eat because of this.
-Do I?
-Stop!
-No, stop.
-Stop, Mom!
-No!
-Stop! Stop, Mom!
-Pascuala, stop!
-Let's go.
-Pascuala...
-So? Do I look less poor?
-Calm down, Pascuala, please.
The day that shit buys me a house
away from here I'll thank it.
-Come, Pascuala, please.
-Let me go.
-Please.
-It was you!
-Please!
-You did this to my sons!
They're cool, right?
-Score a goal and you can borrow them.
-Okay.
He loves you.
Shut up.
Are we in Argentina?
Yes, Luján is in Argentina,
but we are not there yet.
Your shoe size's not 6.5.
What is it then?
You don't know your shoe size?
How long have you had those?
Your feet get bigger.
Your cleats don't.
Hello!
Hello, Carlos! Is that you?
Hi, Mom. I'm okay.
We were about to go walking
down the square
and then we're going to visit the church.
They say it's great.
And you're going out now?
Did you eat? What did they give you?
Yes, they gave us some great ravioli.
And you're going out now?
Yes, Mom,
this isn't like our neighborhood.
You can go out at night. It's okay.
Okay.
Do you have any money?
No, but the club's paying.
Really?
I'm happy for you.
Dad's already at work?
Yes, he's already left.
So... tell me something.
Is the place nice?
The hotel's amazing, Mom.
There's a TV in each room.
You sound happy, and that makes me happy.
They're serving dessert, Mom. I love you.
We'll talk tomorrow.
Take care! Carlos?
I love you, son!
I love you too, Mom. Bye.
They're calling us.
Go.
Let's go. These clothes are like bait.
I have a girlfriend, Fer.
But this is Luján, Carlitos.
Watch and learn.
Who is it?
Who is it, Mom?
You stay in there.
Who is it?
Do you have some clothes to donate?
No... we have nothing.
No!
-Shut up, bitch!
-No!
-Shut up!
-No! Please!
-Shut up or I'll kill you!
-Outside! My kids are in here!
I'm going to kill you and your kids!
-No! Please! No!
-I'm going to kill you all! Shut up!
Stay there and don't move.
-Shut up or I'll kill you!
-Grandpa!
Retruco, you suckers.
Grandpa!
Grandpa, help us! Please!
-They have Mom, Grandpa!
-Sons of bitches!
Grandpa!
-Let's go!
-Grandpa!
-Grandpa!
-Get inside!
-Shut up, motherfucker! Shut up, kid!
-No!
Shut up, fucking bastard! Shut--
What happened, Mom?
-Take this!
-Now we've got you, motherfucker!
-Let me do it, don't pull.
-I can do it, don't worry.
Honey, come on, let's get in.
-He's there.
-Fucking bastard!
I told you a thousand times to stop--
No!
No!
No, I didn't want to...
It was an accident! I didn't want...
It was an accident! I'm sorry!
It was an accident!
No!
No!
No! Silvia, no!
No!
It's your fault, you fucking bastards!
Yours!
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
These suckers cannot even handle it
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