45 Revoluciones (2019) s01e02 Episode Script

NETFLIX PRESENTS INSPIRED BY REAL EVENTS I have a proposition.
Yesterday, at the Price.
5,000 people.
Sold out.
What's up, Madrid? I'm Robert Aguirre! - What would you give? - For musical success? Everything.
Guillermo Rojas, Futura Records.
I can give you success.
They worry it'll get bigger.
And they're not wrong, it will.
- What do you know? - I was there.
Times change and Golden can't lag behind.
Futura, a sub-label committed to the latest music.
- Why do you think I can help? - You're young, you know music.
I'll take you to concerts and listen to your opinion.
Okay, I'll work with you.
Great, then get your things.
We're taking a walk.
Mr.
Rojas is right, we have to open up to the youth market.
- A toast.
- To Futura.
Does this chick have a boyfriend or not? I'm not a chick.
And I have a boyfriend.
- Surprise! - Surprise! Where were you? Will you marry me? No.
- What? - I didn't expect this surprise.
Yes, yes, I will.
Sunday 3:30 pm you have a live show on "Hit Showcase".
- Sunday? - Live.
Keep practising.
I can't give you the spot.
Talk to your bosses.
- My bosses? Why? - You're not all on the same page.
You won't stop me.
I'm here to change things, to change music! Introducing Robert! No, you're talking rubbish.
Two months, and not a word from you? What's wrong with you? Fine, you're free, "Robert".
You're up for the last one after all.
- I like it.
- Let's go home, okay? You told Celia you were my secretary, didn't you? You're my assistant, my right hand.
We're going to do great things together.
I thought we had a plan for the future together.
I want a family, a life together.
I don't know what you want.
- What are you doing, girl? - Mom, stay out of it.
Decide, before you make the worst mistake of your life.
"Robert is the sensation of Madrid's nightlife.
People go crazy when he sings".
That's the press, not me.
Why don't we celebrate? No, I can't now.
I'll see you at Ondas tonight.
- Everything alright? - Yes.
Why wouldn't it be? This is just the start.
Good morning, Luis.
How do you feel today? When it's finished, tell me, okay? Thanks, Andrea.
I'm sorry.
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Am I late? You're in Spain.
We've been behind for 20 years and it's fine.
- Looks like a good crowd.
- Everyone wants to see him.
He'd have to go mute to disappoint them.
Look.
Three more reviews.
You're right, we won't need to go on Hit Showcase.
Good evening.
A guy on the radio made me think of the times I've been asked why I like to go onstage.
I bet you're wondering too: "Why do you dress like that? Why that hair? Why listen to that music?" The radio guys said that - Spain is off the rails.
- Sons of bitches.
By Spain he meant us, young people.
So, the next time I'm asked why I get onstage and play this kind of music, I know what I'll answer: "To contradict you".
We're gonna have fun tonight.
Come on! I don't want to see anyone quiet or standing still.
Let's go, everybody! Guillermo.
Guillermo.
Cold outside, huh? Let's see if this warms you up.
Copyright Collective.
Can I see the kid's card? - What card? - Can I help you? - You are? - Guillermo Rojas, Robert's agent.
Robert? But the kid's Spanish.
And he sings in English? People love it.
Listen, I'm sure you will too.
To be honest, I don't care if he's good or bad.
I want to know if he's got a union card.
Has he? - Of course.
- We were told he hasn't.
- Who told you? - Nice try.
Reports are secret.
If you work in this sector, you should know that.
One second.
- Do you have your card on you? - What card? - Your musician's card.
- I don't have a card.
- Get down.
- I'm not getting down Do you want to get down with me or them? Let's go.
Damn it.
Technical trouble, the show's suspended.
Let's go! Out! Everybody out! Everybody out! Let's go! Let's go, out! 45 REVOLUTIONS - Card for theatre, circus and variety.
- Circus? - Excuse me, force of habit.
- Come in.
- I don't understand.
- You don't? Why do I need a card? I'm a musician, I play guitar.
Do what you like at home.
If you want to be a professional, you need a card.
It's not about what you understand.
It's the law.
A stupid law, isn't it? Orchestras don't agree.
They don't think it's fair that they study music and amateurs steal their jobs.
Whose side are you on? Theirs or mine? - Theirs.
I have a degree.
- And a card too, right? We have two options: exile, which I'm not considering, - or you get the card.
- Okay, we'll get the card.
- Where do you go? - Fuencarral Theater.
They test you there.
You perform for a jury - that decides if you qualify.
- I've got an amp and a guitar.
If they see you with an acoustic guitar, forget it.
And change your clothes and hair.
Suit, tie, Spanish guitar and gel.
And sing in Italian, they love it.
99% of those who sing in Italian get a card.
It's the language of love.
Any idea for the song? I'll think it over while I get the guitar.
Hi, Chimo.
What did you do this time? Nothing.
We were recording with Valderrama and it blew out mid-take.
We put off the session till tomorrow.
- Jeez.
- It'll be the board.
I have to fix it before Zabala gets on my case.
You wouldn't have a guitar? It's for one of my artists.
- Electric? - Spanish.
I only have Yepes' You're nuts, nobody touches it except Narciso Yepes himself.
- Besides, your kid can't play it.
- Come on! No one will find out.
Just for a while.
You don't need it now, right? - He's not recording till next week.
- Perfect.
I need it now.
- I'll return it without a scratch.
- Not one, eh? I know you.
- Take it, but be quick.
- You're a star.
Chimo, what happened with Juanito Valderrama? - Technical trouble.
It's fixed.
- It better be.
The LP has to be done by tomorrow.
We're a week late and the record presser is rushing me Hey, hey! What are you doing with that? - I need it for my boy.
- Put that guitar down.
- I need your permission now? - Of course! - I'm the director of this company! - Yepes isn't using it - until next week.
- Narciso Yepes is recording tomorrow.
- And he only plays that guitar.
- Isn't it Valderrama tomorrow? You act like a tropical fish: in your fish tank and shut up.
Next time you need something from the studio, you ask me.
- Leave that guitar where it was.
- If I may Can we talk alone? Unless you stop blocking me, I can't do my job.
You talking about "your job" is disrespectful to the whole office.
Right, go in! Sure! You come in when you please, those sunglasses, that jacket You forget we're in the same boat, I'm not the competition.
I'm not scared of you, at all.
Then prove it, lend me a hand.
You give me no budget, nothing.
- You just give me 'buts'.
- I'm tired of helping you! I miss when you weren't director and had blood in your veins.
- Those were good times.
- I'm amazed that you remember them.
Look, I'll give you some advice.
You want to prove something? Take it seriously for once in your life.
And shut the door! - Forget the guitar.
- What happened? Nothing, a "friend" told me it's not a good idea.
What? Is there a grand piano in the theatre? - Yes.
- Can't you play the piano? Yes.
- What do you say, Robert? - Are you game? - We can rehearse, right? - They'll love it.
It's "serena".
You don't know the words.
As long as the jury aren't Romans, no one will know.
If you want the card, you have to take it seriously.
I am, but I don't even know the first verse.
Che bella cosa - "Que".
- What? In Italian it's "que".
If Guillermo chose this song, it's because you can do it and the jury will love it.
So, from the top until it's perfect.
You get so serious, you're not the jury.
- Robert - Okay, I'll take it seriously.
- Right.
- Go.
- Ready? - Yes.
Here goes.
You came in late.
You can't smoke and sing.
I can't do it like that.
Take it seriously! You play so many notes I can't hear the change.
It's three notes.
Three.
- No.
- G, D, C.
- Let's see.
- G, D, C.
It's repeated, with just one variation.
Sounds easy when you do it.
It's practice and 10 years at the conservatorium.
- Could you teach me? - To play the piano? - You didn't hear "10 years".
- Just the "G, D, C" to Okay.
- Alright - Sit down.
Back straight.
- Hands relaxed.
To here.
- To here - Relax.
And here.
- Okay.
Okay? G - D.
- D.
C.
You use your thumb, but anyway And these underneath.
You're a good teacher.
A sergeant major, but I like you.
You're a terrible student, but we'll get something done.
Maribel! Mom? Mom! Mom, wait! Mom! - Mom.
Mom, wait.
Oh, Mom! - For God's sake! Give thanks that I saw this spectacle and not Diego.
- What spectacle? - That spectacle.
- You two at the piano - We were just working.
Working in here? You can't even breathe.
A girl of your status shouldn't be here.
- The scum that come here! - Do you know who comes here? The musicians who play the songs you listen to while you cook.
Then I'll have to stop listening, or stop cooking.
- Aren't you exaggerating slightly? - Did you see that fellow? - He was a bum.
- Why did you come? I got an appointment this afternoon for your dress fitting.
I can't go.
- Do you know what it took me? - It'll have to be some other time.
It's my fault for caring more about my daughter's wedding than she does.
- It's like you're getting married.
- I already did, in a wonderful dress I thought of lending you, but I doubt your hips will fit into it.
- Always time to be hurtful, eh? - Hurtful, no, the truth.
- And we're not talking about that.
- No, we're talking about how you're all organizing my life without consulting me first.
You're old enough to know what you're doing with your life.
- Don't throw it away on a whim.
- It's not a whim.
You know what you're doing.
But if you ruin your life, the ones who'll put it back together will be us, your parents.
And you know what? We don't deserve this, not after all we've given you.
You always end up the victim.
Whatever it is, it's always you.
Your fiancé better not find out you're here, - surrounded by bums and crooks.
- Mom, about Diego What about Diego? Never mind.
Forget it! - Maribel, wait.
Are you alright? - Yes.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
- Well congratulations.
- What? - I didn't know you were marrying.
- You were eavesdropping.
No, I came to see what was going on.
Your mother - I can't imagine you in a bridal dress.
- Much less in my mother's dress.
- She says my hips won't fit.
- No? I like your hips.
- You're not looking at my hips.
- No? I like those too.
- Sorry! When's the wedding? - There is no wedding.
- There isn't? - I don't know.
I have to think.
- Do you love him? - What? - Do you love him or not? - You're kind of a gossip.
- That's not an answer.
- It's complicated, okay? Forget it.
- So why do people get married? - Let's rehearse.
Okay.
I hope your mom doesn't think badly of you because of me.
It doesn't matter.
She's been mad at me since I turned 16.
- Yeah? What about you? - More or less the same.
Let's go.
Don't laugh at me, Guille.
- It's a bit - You have no idea.
FUENCARRAL THEATER - Nervous? - No.
Good afternoon.
We're here for the test.
Will you come with me, please? First and last names? I'm with my client, Roberto Aguirre.
She accompanies him on piano.
- You're after the magician, got it? - Good.
- After the magician, Robert.
- Good afternoon.
Hello.
- Rabbit out of a hat or cards? - I'm more a magic wand guy.
Yeah? You could make her vanish, everyone would be glad.
- Robert - Please, come along.
- I'm staying here.
- You're not coming? - I don't want to make you nervous.
- You don't.
Italian's going to sound ridiculous.
You should come, maybe I'll get a comedian's card too.
Right, go for it.
- Are you sure you're not nervous? - No.
They haven't given it to anyone yet today.
Relax, I've always liked being the first one.
I never Stop thinking about you Whole nights Without sleep And what I most desire If you're not here - Is that you think - They're good.
- About me - Yes.
I dream that you're - By my side - By my side Maybe, if you knew That I'm always this way You'd think about me Roberto Aguirre, a soloist.
You may begin.
- He's out.
Okay? - Alright.
Who's the girl? A friend, she wanted to accompany me on piano.
- Then you're not a duet.
- That's right.
She's a professional musician.
Conservatorium and card.
She's got it all.
But calm down, she's engaged.
- I see you haven't studied.
- Excuse me? You haven't studied theory or singing.
No, I'm self-taught.
So why did you choose to sing in Italian? You don't like it? If it's well sung, yes.
I'm not great at Italian, but this isn't a language card, right? - I can sing some Antonio Molina.
- You may go.
So? You'll have to wait three days for the decision to be published.
Right, you didn't like it.
If the lady had come alone, we wouldn't have any doubts.
- You wait for the results.
- But if it's about the song, - I can sing something else.
- Please, go.
We could try another - Go, please.
Next! - Robert, let's go.
More longhaired fags coming along to trick us.
- Sorry? What did you call me? - Robert, let's go.
Listen to the lady, longhair.
Please! Please! Hey! Get this scum out of here! Please, tell someone What did I tell you? Groomed, polite, no scenes.
Slugging a jury member isn't making a scene? - I couldn't hold back, I'm sorry.
- "Sorry" doesn't help me.
He was an idiot.
I sang well, but I was never getting the card.
- That's another subject.
- No, it's the same, injustice.
- You didn't see because you ran off.
- You don't hit your examiner.
He called me "fag".
With that idiotic face! Why do they care who you sleep with? - Maribel, we've hired a rebel.
- Thanks for the compliment.
- It's not a compliment.
Now what? - We can forge the card.
Do you want to go to jail? Okay.
I screwed up.
Sorry.
I'll try again.
I'll sing a ballad and let them insult me.
- When's the next call? - For you? Never.
They'll have marked down, we can't do anything.
Guillermo.
Guillermo! Roberto.
- Do you mind waiting inside? - No need, I'll be quick.
Clara, I'm sorry how I acted the other day.
Me too.
But you can't vanish into thin air.
Mom and Dad don't know I've come.
You should call them.
- Not a word in 6 months.
- Clara, I'm not going home.
You're selfish.
When I saw you with her, I thought she was your girlfriend - and she was dumping you.
- She's my sister.
- You had the secret boyfriend.
- Secret for secret, we're even.
If you have a problem, you can count on me.
Yes, but I have the same problems as before.
Do you like the new neon light? Pretty, huh? By the way, how was the test? - I'm going to the bathroom.
- Robert A card Now it seems artists need cards.
He'll pass next time.
Sure.
Can we get a couple of beers, please? You know what? People are getting excited and after some bad months, things are picking up.
I was thinking of leaving the stage up and buying a jukebox - to give this some life.
- Sounds good.
- You can also run a contest.
- A contest.
Yes, for young talent.
You put a sign on the door announcing the event, and the better the prize, - the better the artists that - Hey, hey - Longhair's on the bathroom floor.
- What? Robert! Robert What's wrong? Robert, wake up.
Look at me, Robert.
Call an ambulance, hurry! Robert Santa Isabel Hospital We'll go right now.
Open your eyes, look at me.
Help, please! Tino! I'm with you, okay? We're going.
Tino Hello.
Is she your friend? Very pretty.
Yes, she's pretty, but it's not what you think.
I'm not thinking anything.
I should leave you two alone.
If you need anything, you know where we are, Luis.
Luis? Luis Baroja's your name.
They told me at reception.
- What did they tell you? - That you come here every night.
That you should stay here.
That you'd be much better here in the hospital.
What's happening? What's happening is I'm sick and I'm no longer responding to the treatments.
I have cardiac sarcoma.
Can't you get an operation? They could take out my heart, but I doubt I'd keep on living.
So, you? That's what the white coats say.
And - How long? - Well 6 months, at most, but it could happen at any time.
It could've happened onstage today.
Then I wouldn't have made a fool of myself.
6 months, at most? Yes, I said that over and over the day they told me.
What are you doing? What's wrong? It's my heart, not my lungs.
Why didn't you say anything? I didn't want pity.
Hey, no.
No, Maribel.
Look at me.
No.
No, please.
With that beautiful smile of yours I don't want to spend my days crying or anyone crying over me, alright? - And your sister? Your parents? - They don't know.
That's why I gave a fake name, so they wouldn't find me.
Actually, only you know.
What did you want me to do? It's incurable.
Why worry you if this has no solution? I'm going to die.
Aren't you scared? Well, I've got a guitar.
- Don't joke.
- Don't cry, please.
Come here.
Come here.
There you go.
The night they diagnosed the disease, I couldn't sleep.
I tossed and turned, I couldn't sleep a wink.
But when I did get to sleep, you know what I dreamt? I dreamt I was on a huge stage.
Huge.
I had my guitar and there were loads of people waiting to hear me sing.
When I woke up, I said: "Why not, Roberto? What if I make it happen?" I didn't want to die without at least trying.
But you can't keep this a secret.
You're lecturing me on honesty, when you don't dare tell your parents you're not getting married? - It's not the same thing.
- Yeah, sure it is.
- No, Robert.
- Yes, it's the same thing, Maribel.
It's a white lie to not cause any harm.
It's alright.
- Dad.
- Hello.
- Why are you up so late? - I was reading.
What are you reading? - "Time of Silence".
- Is it good? - Not bad.
Have you had supper? - I'm not hungry.
Your mother went to bed without supper too, she's upset.
She's always uptight.
Don't be so hard on her.
She's just worried about you.
Dad, I swear I try to do things right, but Needs sugar, right? With her it's impossible, she always decides for other people.
Unless you do what she wants, it's no good.
She's your mother.
She doesn't understand because she's never worked.
You think running a house isn't work? And raising a cheeky girl like you? Is what you're doing so important? It is to me.
And for other people too.
- Apart from Mom, of course.
- It was your mother who convinced me to let you work in that office.
We thought you didn't need to, but we supported you because you were always a restless girl.
But I'm not a girl anymore.
I love my work and I want to carry on.
Right.
So the plans with Diego? I don't know.
But I don't want to find myself in 10 years wondering what would've happened if I'd kept working.
Look, Dad.
I know Mom's happy and you made her happy, but what if it's not the life I want? I know how you feel.
Look, I've lived twice your years and things have happened to me too, but I've always loved your mother.
And I didn't mind giving up certain things for you two.
Do you think my life's dream has always been - to work at Galerías Preciados? - I thought it was.
Well, no.
Before joining Galerías, you won't believe it, but I was a painter.
- You? - Yes, yes.
- A painter? - Sure.
I loved it! Nothing made me happier, I could spend whole days painting.
I'd forget to eat, to sleep Until one day something happened.
- The war, right? - No, something less dramatic but more important for me.
You came along.
When we found out, I realized I couldn't keep working as a painter and I had the two women of my life to support.
So I applied for a job at Galerías.
That takes us up to now.
But you gave up your dream.
Well, I'm department head now.
And I have a wonderful daughter and wife.
If that's giving up your dreams, then I confess, I'm guilty.
- Then what do I do, Dad? - I don't know, that's for you to decide.
But think it over well.
I haven't done so badly.
And tidy this up, you know your mother.
FUENCARRAL THEATER You know what, Paquito? The other day I got on the bus and asked the driver: "How much for the bus?" "Two pesetas", he tells me.
"That's cheap.
Everyone get off, I'm keeping it".
What do you think, Paquito? Shall we tell these folks? Yes, but it stays between us.
Right, the other day I went to the doctor.
- "Doc, my body's full of" - Thanks.
You and Paquito can go.
Next! - Ballesteros.
- Rojas.
- Long time no see.
- Less than I'd like.
You were here yesterday.
Why didn't you say hello? You were with that longhair, right? He tried to trick us by singing in Italian and he busted my face.
Don't let it get personal.
You know how these things are, the kid was nervous.
Maybe you can give him another test.
- He wants to apologize to you.
- He'd better not try.
If he comes back here, I'll bust his face.
You know as well as I do that he can sing.
I've seen nobodies onstage here who move less than a statue and you gave them a card.
The kid's good.
He's not bad, but he should choose his company better.
I'm begging you, please, okay? - The kid needs the card.
- Right.
Well, we don't all get what we want in life, right? - Let me past.
- Do you want to talk about us? Fine, I handled your career properly.
If the record didn't work, it wasn't anyone's fault.
I would've filled the Imperator, I could've gone far.
But here I am, every day 9 to 6, examining idiots who talk with dolls.
- I did what I could.
- You ruined my life.
My consolation is that I'm not the only one.
I don't know how you do it, Rojas, but everything you touch sours.
How is Ángeles handling it? Now I decide who's any good for this and who's out.
I'm afraid your kid will be out.
- What do you want, Ballesteros? - This job doesn't pay much.
- Yeah.
How much? - 50,000 pesetas.
- Don't shit me! - You promised me a Seat 600 when my first record went gold.
My wife wants it in red, but I prefer Capri blue.
- It's a lot, I don't have it.
- The results come out in 3 days.
I could help the kid.
A favor for a favor.
For the good old days.
That's enough.
Next.
- Mr.
Rojas? - Yes.
Whenever you like.
Thank you.
- A new record company.
- Yes, that's right.
We need liquidity to launch a new artist.
- A new artist? - Yes, to promote his career.
We want to make him known and sell a lot of records.
- That doesn't happen by magic.
- Excuse me.
- It's a long process - I'll be right out, Encarna.
- that costs money.
- Have you a document accrediting - this deal between Golden and - Futura.
that makes it official? A contract? - A guarantee from the Board? - You don't understand.
- Or you're not explaining well.
- Certainly.
I'll explain.
I won't have a contact with Golden until my superior approves my artist - and that won't happen - Mr.
Rojas.
We have the hits up our sleeve, we have fantastic songs, a kid that's a true star.
- We just need a little credit for - How long is it since you worked? - Excuse me, but I'm working now.
- Where's your contract? - Do you mind if I smoke? - I'd rather you didn't.
I've been a customer of this bank for many years.
I'm sure we can make a deal.
That's what banks are for, - to ease their customers' lives.
- The problem is that I see that we've already helped you.
It's not the first credit you've asked for.
And on the prior ones your payments were late.
Late payments? Yes, perhaps.
I can't recall, it was a tough year.
Look, I'm so sorry, I'm forced to deny you credit.
I'm sure we can reach some kind of deal.
You come here without a salary to guarantee solvency, no property we might use as collateral, nothing to make me trust you.
It's impossible for us to give you credit.
Much less the amount you're asking me for.
The guy you hit is called Ballesteros.
I haven't seen him for years.
- I was his agent.
- What? We released a record that failed.
It was a bad period for me - You're shitting me, Guillermo.
- He gave it up and now he hates me.
- I'm so glad I'm in your hands.
- I've screwed up lots of times, but his career would've failed anyway, he doesn't have what you have.
When I saw you in the Price, just two chords and I knew that you were a star.
Your voice is good, you rule the stage, you've got balls - Sometimes too much so.
- Yes, that's true.
But this bastard has what it takes to make it.
And if I had the card I'd be the business, right? You're going to go far, Robert.
I swear I'll be there by your side to see it.
What do we do? The only guy who can help us hates us.
Can't you apologize to him? I tried.
He doesn't want apologies.
He wants a 600.
- What? - Yes.
It's a long story.
The bank refused me credit.
Unless you have a brand-new Seat 600, we're screwed.
Yes? What? She's with you? No, no let her in.
Thanks.
Thank you.
- May I? - Please.
- How are you? - Fine.
- As far as one can be at work.
- I mean about us.
- Can I help you? - I want to ask for a loan.
For that you need your husband's authorization.
- Diego - Or your father's.
Signed, of course.
Please.
- What's it for? - For instruments - and hiring a recording studio.
- Instruments? Are you kidding? It's the truth.
This is your new boss, right? - How much are we talking about? - 50,000.
50,000? Don Vicente.
I have a customer here asking for a loan of 50,000 pesetas.
Yes, 50,000.
Instruments and a studio.
No, it's not Guillermo Rojas.
Oh, curious.
Yes, I imagined so.
Okay.
Okay, thanks.
- Guillermo Rojas.
Your boss, no? - What did he tell you? He came here this morning asking for the same loan as you.
Refused.
And rightly so.
Tell your boss that the next time he wants something from me to have the courage to come in person, not send a carrier pigeon.
I think we're done.
- Why do you treat me like this? - I'm just doing my job.
The last time we met, you said work wasn't the most important - I'd rather not recall that night.
- I wouldn't have come here if it wasn't important for me, but maybe you don't care.
Maribel.
50,000? Let me talk to my boss and I'll tell you tonight.
Thank you.
So? He said he'd ask his boss, but I'm not so sure.
- Then there's a chance.
- I wouldn't get my hopes up.
- How are you? - Hello.
- Hello.
- Hello.
- Are you going to introduce us? - Sure.
Ángeles, this is Maribel.
- Nice to meet you.
- Same here.
- I'd better wait in the office.
- Don't worry, I'm just visiting.
- You're not coming back? - No, this isn't for me anymore.
You should, you were one of the best.
- Are you going? - How long has it been? - Are you alright? - Yes, better than ever.
Wash it with bicarbonate.
Take care of yourself, okay? - See you later.
- Bye.
- It's sad.
- What is? She looks at you like she'll never see you again.
Come in.
- If I may - Yes.
Here, today's accounting notes.
Write them out, will you? And I need you to get some money from a customer's account.
How much, sir? 50,000 pesetas, from the account of Luis Villalba.
He requested it this afternoon and Carlos gave the go-ahead.
- Large bills? - Yes, perfect.
- When are we on? - Who are you? - Los Canallas.
When are we on? - Now.
You're on first.
- We're on first.
- Alright, later then.
Get this junk out of the way, you'll crack a customer's skull.
Tino, I'll take care of it.
A rep from each band, we'll work out the order.
Amps onstage, don't leave instruments on the floor, it's a crowded bill and it's a mess.
Put them in the room on the right.
You go on in order and don't bother the band playing.
- We start in 20 minutes.
- So we're on first? I'll tell you in a sec, okay? So this is where you spend your nights lately? - It looks like fun.
- It is.
50,000, what you asked me for.
- Thanks.
I'll give it back, I promise.
- Don't worry about that now.
The first band is on in 20 minutes.
Stay.
I'll buy you a drink.
No, it's late and I start at 8 tomorrow.
The last time we were at a concert you wanted us to stay.
Enjoy your party, Maribel.
The 50,000.
- Maribel, I swear - I know, we'll get it back.
When we release the record we'll make 10 times this.
But we need Robert to pass.
I'll take the money to Ballesteros.
- You've earned a place in heaven.
- I'll settle for a raise.
- Consider it done.
- Maribel, really, I Maribel! I need a hand with this.
- Sure.
- How are you? You scared us.
Fine.
It was low blood sugar.
I'm glad, I thought it was more serious.
- I have no idea who's on now.
- Guys, get in line again.
You can go, we're done.
- What are you doing here? - I've got your thing.
- Not here.
- You scared of being seen? - Don't fuck with me.
- I'll only give it to you here.
- I hope it's all there.
- It's half, the rest when you approve him.
I didn't think you'd bring it, now I'll have to change the lists.
What? We have a weekly card quota.
We don't want this full of jerks.
For Roberto to pass, someone will have to fail.
You always end up fucking somebody, right? - Since when is there a quota? - There's no quota.
- Like this envelope, it doesn't exist.
- You make me sick.
Denying talented people the right to make a living.
Talent isn't much use in this life.
Someone's always ready to put obstacles in your way.
I was right about one thing: your talent.
You don't have half of what Roberto's got.
Enjoy your 600.
I hope you crash in it.
- Mr.
Salinas is down the end.
- Thanks a lot.
Good morning.
Diego.
- Elisa, good morning.
- We have to talk.
What a pleasant surprise, I wasn't expecting you today.
- Would you like some coffee? - No.
Sit down, we have to talk.
- Has something happened? - Sit down.
- Is Maribel alright? - The wedding has to be sooner.
The wedding? The wedding, yes, Diego.
I'm worried.
- Has she not spoken to you? - That's the problem, you can't talk to Maribel.
She won't tell me anything.
I have to guess what's on her mind and it's killing me.
Yes, me too.
That's why the wedding has to be sooner so that things go back to how they were.
Maybe it'll stop her from wanting to work.
I don't know if Maribel will want to the wedding sooner.
No, not if I say it.
That's children for you.
Just to be contrary But if you tell her, that's another story.
Look at you two there.
It's wonderful.
You've got something.
You can tell you love each other.
I know you'll take good care of her, son.
I'm asking you as a favor, I don't want it to be too late.
I'll talk to her.
Good.
Thank you, son.
- Relax, Robert.
- Why? - You look nervous to me.
- I'm not nervous.
- Guillermo, do I look nervous? - No way, you look fine.
- See? There you go.
- Just in case, stay calm.
Do go up or down? If the guy's taken the money and fails me anyway, what? That won't happen.
Look, there are the lists.
- Shall we go? - We could come back tomorrow.
- Have you looked at it yet? - No, we haven't.
- How did it go? - Bad.
They failed our singer.
I'm sorry.
It's not your fault, it's those bastards.
I was told a thousand times And I never wanted to listen When the weeping came You were already deep inside My heart I waited for you I waited until very late And never reproached you The most I asked - Was if you - He passed.
- Loved me - Congratulations, kid, you're now officially in the union.
- A shame about the band.
- Yes.
- There isn't room for everyone.
- Poor guys, they did great.
I'll go talk to them.
I used to sing I love you more - What are you doing here? - Oh, you know.
- What is this? - Want some? You've been drinking.
A couple of drinks, maybe three, or more.
- Want to come in? Are you alright? - I don't know.
- Diego.
- What? Do you still love me, Maribel? - You should go home and rest.
- I'm not going home.
Okay.
Let's go.
- Where to at this hour? - I don't know, wherever you like, we can forget about what happened, Madrid, the bank, music Just you and me, you and me, that's all.
We don't need anything else, you and me.
Diego, I don't want to go.
I like what I'm doing.
And right now I know it's the only thing I want to do.
Then tell the truth, once and for all.
Honey? - There is no wedding.
- What did you say? - Won't you sit down, honey? - Diego and I aren't getting married.
- Did he leave you? - No, he didn't.
- Yes, he left you.
- He didn't, Mom! - What did you do? - I didn't do anything! - He saw you with that longhair! - Who's this "Longhair"? Roberto has nothing to do with it.
I left Diego, - I asked him for time.
- Because you love Longhair! - I don't love Longhair! - Will someone tell me who Longhair is? - Mom, I don't want this.
- "This"? What? This life, our life, what you thought up for me and you.
What? No one thought up a life for you or your father.
- Alberto, tell her.
- No one thought for me.
Darned work! I knew it, I sensed it.
- Mom, please.
- What will you do all alone? What'll they think at work? All these exploiters around.
The best thing is for you not to tell anyone.
- Look, Mom, I'm tired.
- The little missy's tired.
- I don't know how you can sleep.
- Because I want to forget this.
Maybe you don't realize now, or even tomorrow, but a night will come when, suddenly, you won't be able to sleep, and you'll realize you've made the biggest mistake of your life.
I hope when that happens that it's not too late.
- Dad.
- I know, I know.
You just wanted to "paint".
I hope you've made the right decision.
Come on.
Honey I was told a thousand times And I never wanted - To listen - Hello? - Mrs.
Acosta? - Who's calling, please? The weeping Hello? Hello.
Who is it, Manuela? I don't know, madam.
He asked for you.
- Yes? - I waited until very late Hello? - Who is this? - Never reproached you Who is it? - I don't know, wrong number again.
- The most I ever asked Come, I want to introduce you to Rafael.
Was if you Loved me And under your kisses In the early morning Without you noticing The cross of my anguish I would sing You are my life And my death I swear to you, my companion I shouldn't have loved you I shouldn't have loved you And yet I love you - You can't record the single here.
- Did I hear that right? I find it odd that there's a 50,000 imbalance in Mr.
Villalba's account.
If the money's not there tomorrow, you needn't come to work.
- Ignacio, we had a deal.
- I didn't sign anything.
We shook hands, for God's sake! Are you sure you brought me here just for the music? Don't get your hopes up.
No one told you that this business is full of egotism and back-stabbing.
This business is a war.
- I took the 50,000 from the bank.
- Are you crazy? Why, Diego? - For you.
- We've got the song.
Hit Showcase.
You want us to put on Robert? Who's Robert? - Mom and Dad kicked me out.
- What happened? They found out I was with a married man.
- What did I tell you? - You're not touching my song.
Mr.
Rojas, I think you've done enough.
Now let the grown-ups arrange it.
I need you to ask him a favor, he'll help you more than me.
- Then let's ask God.
- I need a miracle.
Give me your hand.
Do you feel it? - Never go near him again.
- I had a good time.
- Me too.
- I'm crazy about you, Maribel.