The Best Heart Attack of My Life (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

1
THE EVENTS AND CHARACTERS PORTRAYED
IN THIS SERIES ARE REAL.
ANY RESEMBLANCE TO FICTION
IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.
(rummaging)
-(door rattles in frame)
-(clears throat)
(door creaks)
(lonely plucked guitar)
Mom, what are you doing? It's me.
Put that thing away.
What are you doing here, dumbass?
How can you greet me like that?
Please, Mom.
What are you doing with that thing?
What am I doing with this? You know
this neighborhood's gotten hot.
It's unlivable.
I'm getting killed any day now.
Look, they came asking
for extortion money. Motherfuckers.
-Go to sleep, Mom.
-(clicks tongue) I can't fall asleep.
(clock ticking)
(Roberta clicks her tongue and sighs)
C'mon, I'll get you something to eat.
Follow me.
(music fades out and pauses)
Ariel was always very insecure.
A bit foolish, but very smart.
That's the best he got from his father,
who was another, bigger, fool.
So she likes women.
ARIEL: Mom
Well
You said you found her
with another girl, didn't you?
Drop the topic, Mom, please, stop.
Those insecurities
Played and still play against him.
I think we were just looking for
Exploring new opportunities
apart from each other.
Yes, yes, yes.
I wanted poetry, she didn't.
I don't know.
But are you able to
You get what I'm saying, Ariel.
Oh, man
It was too bad.
The Best Heart Attack of My Life
2. ARIEL AND CONCHA
(ethereal synthesizer)
(notification)
I'LL CONTINUE IN A MOMEN
(music fades out)
(phone vibrates)
(grunts)
This son of a bitch.
Hi, what's up? Still fooling around?
I feel like shit, Ari.
I'm at the office leaving things ready,
and soon I'll fly to Madrid.
How's the first chapter going?
Listen to me, one important thing.
I'm not doing this Briganti thing.
Stop fucking around.
You signed a contract.
You can't back out now.
No, but he sent me five half-hour audios.
He'll drive me nuts.
I'll tell Clarita to buy you headphones
and to download it for you.
You shook his hand.
You can't fuck with this guy.
No, I did not sign any contract.
This guy will drive me nuts.
Chubby, why are you talking
as if you didn't need the money.
Besides, it's a quick job.
Ping, pong, money, and that's it.
Let's see if you understand me.
It's impossible
to write that book in four weeks.
David?
-David, hello?
-Three.
Three what?
Three weeks.
But don't worry. I told Clarita
to get you two tickets to Uruguay.
You go there, write it quietly,
and go with the Galician you slept with.
I didn't sleep with anyone.
I got you a poetry reading in Montevideo.
You're going to sign copies in Uruguay.
I already told Clarita to book
a beautiful house in Carrasco.
You will love it.
Trust me, genius.
Clarita will soon send you a mail
with the details.
No, I trust you, David,
but no, listen to me.
Bye.
Hello?
David, come on.
Mom, do you need anything?
The restroom, what else.
Why do you think I'm here?
Ari!
David asked me to give you this.
Earphones
and two tickets to travel to Montevideo.
Ah
I'm booking an Airbnb
near the Cultural Center.
I found a lovely house.
But, Clarita, eh
I still don't know if I'll go.
But we confirmed
your book signing at the Cultural Center.
I'll send you everything.
Figure it out with David.
(whimsical strings)
BRIGANTI: I'll tell you the content
for a whole chapter.
I think it should be called
Legal Muzzle.
A legal figure invented by me, of course.
One hundred percent Briganti.
All the kiddos use it now.
That's how I'm a trendsetter.
Sharp as a tack.
One day, the vedette of the moment,
Marcelén González, called me.
Remember her? She's great.
She's my friend.
She told she had been hacked.
A quasi-porn video of her
had been leaked.
She had filmed herself having sex
with the transport union boss.
And, well, that Juan Pablo paid.
(louder music) Because it would be leaked
in the night program.
(airplane sound)
ARIEL: Thank you.
(music stops)
What are you doing here?
I work around here.
Give me a cigarette, come on.
And a little fire.
Have a beer.
Have you tried choripán?
No, I'm a vegetarian.
Give me a light.
You see, kiddo.
I don't know if this is one of those
life coincidences or something.
But if you're looking for something,
there's nothing to find.
No, why do you say that? No.
Why do I say that?
The only dumb part about me
is my early morning face.
I'm telling you that for your sake,
because I think you're a nice guy.
It's very complicated, kiddo.
It's too complicated,
because even if people think
everything is very open
with globalization and that shit,
the essence is there.
And purity is immutable.
Get it?
I'm following, but I don't get it.
I see, so you don't understand.
I'll sing it for you to understand.
Ole!
(vocalizes)
(vocalizes)
(sings)
Cobbler, cobbler ♪
How handsome the cobbler is ♪
I'm going to make myself some shoes
with the brim of your hat ♪
Do you now?
I will recite it, to see if I understood.
From the land of my parents,
an identity was forged.
Ole, ole, ole, ole, ole.
Stop, come on, come on.
Listen.
Immigrant dreamers who came to succeed.
Ole.
With whining or crying,
with a fag and a song.
Yes, keep going, poet.
And they found freedom
in the house of a porteño.
Well I take your advice.
Even if you don't like choripán.
Very good, very good.
Damn it, I came to meet
the most ballsy gaucho of all Buenos Aires
on the last day I'm here.
(upbeat music)
Oh, well.
My name is Jacinto,
but you can call me Tito.
My name is Ariel.
You can call me Mr. Dick.
Dick?
Good grief.
He pays.
(sings) Good grief,
Dick has some balls, yes, he does ♪
Dick?
Take care of yourself.
(sings) Dick has some balls,
yes he does ♪
(sings) Dick has some balls,
yes he does ♪
(music fades out)
Isa?
Isa?
It's me, I'm coming in.
(car horns)
(keys rattle)
Isa?
It's Ariel, I'm coming home.
I'm in.
(soft music)
Thanks.
(music keeps playing)
-(gasps)
-(horn blaring)
(music stops)
(car horn)
Concha?
(car horn)
Sorry, sorry.
(notification)
HI, ARIEL, I'M CONCHA
I WAS TOLD YOU TALKED WITH YAYO
HI, CONCHA! YES, HE'S GREAT, HAHA.
How stupid, why did I send an emoji.
HOW ABOUT WE MEET TOMORROW
AND YOU FINISH THAT POEM?
(chuckles)
TOMORROW I CAN'
I'M LEAVING FOR URUGUAY
EARLY IN THE MORNING
I HAVE A BOOK SIGNING EVEN
SOMEWHERE WITH MY FANS
I GOT AN AIRBNB AND TWO TICKETS
WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME WITH ME?
No, how stupid.
(screams) How stupid!
Good grief.
(ethereal piano)
I'M SORRY, MARÍA DE LAS CONCHAS,
IT WAS TOO FAST.
Stop it with the emojis, Ariel! Idiot!
IN CASE YOU ARE INTERESTED IN COMING,
HERE'S THE TICKE
I WOULD LOVE IT IF YOU CAME
MAN: Thank you.
(speaker) Last call.
Buquebus requests
all passengers bound to arrive
in Montevideo at 7:30
get to the boarding gate number one.
The ship's about to weigh anchor.
Mr. Dick.
Were you gonna leave me behind?
No, María de las Conchas
I'm so happy.
HEARTBEATS BEFORE THE HEART ATTACK
Sorry.
(soft string music)
CONCHA: Thank you.
ARIEL: Shall we go to the deck
and smoke a fag?
-Let's go.
-That way.
(music stops)
Did you see how beautiful
the city looks from here?
Yes.
Concha, well,
María.
I just wanted to tell you, I mean,
for information purposes,
nothing is going to happen
between you and me.
Because you seem a little worried, tense.
I don't know, look at the place we are,
the day is great.
I'm not sure
why you agreed to come, either.
I'll leave if you want me to.
No, no, quite the contrary.
Someone out of my league is with me.
I mean, look at you.
But well, I want you to be
happy, I mean, comfortable
with the situation.
Think of it as two friends going to
Uruguay to eat a roast and drink wine.
Sure.
(Concha sighs)
I really appreciate what you are telling
me.
No, really. You seem like a gentleman.
And since you're like that,
I'll tell you things up front.
You see.
I'm here because I'm running away,
basically.
Well, original, isn't it?
And what are you running away from?
An ex-boyfriend.
He doesn't understand boundaries.
And has become too clingy in recent days.
I mean, I
I came to Buenos Aires to work with him.
I hadn't seen him since they put him
in jail, imagine that.
You probably saw him, he was on stage
with me the other day.
I swear I can't understand him.
After all this time, he's still obsessed
with us being together.
And the other day, he threatened me,
no, he blackmailed me
saying he would kill himself
if I didn't go back to him.
Is that normal?
That that asshole, coward
I'm afraid of what he might do.
So I said it was enough.
It's over.
He must be looking for me everywhere,
because the flight to Spain's today, so
You were my escape ticket.
You got cold feet, didn't you?
No.
Not at all.
(ship's horn)
The ship is starting to move.
(ship's horn)
I also have something to tell you, Concha.
I'm running away too.
I'm escaping from the pain of abandonment.
The night we met at the hotel,
I got home and found my wife
with someone else, a woman.
Somehow I feel that we're like
two castaways in the same boat,
now hugging the same board,
trying to reach the other shore.
You had that prepared, didn't you?
No.
(upbeat music)
(radio) Remember that around the stadium
there will be transit disruptions
The America road won't be drivable
from 5 p.m.
The recommendation for the fans
is to arrive early.
Don't leave everything for the last minute
as we Uruguayans always do.
Remember you're allowed to bring
flags, a thermos with mate, a small radio.
(driver) Well, here we are.
MAN: Ariel?
Javier, right?
Welcome, how are you?
-Shall I take your suitcase?
-Don't worry.
I'm Alejandra.
-Hi, I'm Concha.
-How was your trip?
Good, all good.
-Sorry, I'm Spanish.
-Oh, you are Spanish?
-Did you hear, hun?
-Spanish.
ALEJANDRA: Please come on in.
JAVIER: I have a lot of relatives in Vigo.
-Oh, you do?
-Yes.
That's great.
Yes, we used to travel a lot.
Yes, we always brought olives
and prosciutto.
Oh, how I miss that food.
Those were other times. (chuckle)
JAVIER: You know what?
You are our first tenants.
-It's "guests," sweetheart.
-Guests, sorry.
Well, we don't have the experience.
No, but just tell us
-if you need anything.
-Right.
I work from home.
We're here almost all day.
Very good.
Come in.
-Come in.
-After you.
-Welcome.
-Thanks.
(string music)
ALEJANDRA:
Your house is that one over there.
JAVIER: Yes, and you have
your own door through the garden.
ALEJANDRA: We'll go with you.
It's small but very cozy, you'll see.
Alright.
JAVIER: Ale.
-I'll be there in a minute.
-Okay.
ALEJANDRA: This way.
Should I help you?
Stairs.
-Are you sure?
-Yes, thanks.
-Do you need help?
-No, no.
-You sure?
-Yes.
(Alejandra sighs)
This is the house.
This is the bedroom, it has a bathroom.
And, well, if you need anything,
more towels or anything, tell us.
You can go to the kitchen or text Javier.
CONCHA: I've got a question,
can we smoke here?
-Yes. The ashtray is there.
-Awesome.
Well, we want you to have a good time.
Oh, wow, but you don't have to.
Please.
No, it's fine, really.
Excuse me, to go
to the Onetti Cultural Center
Do I need to call a taxi?
It's impossible to call a taxi today.
It's the match, so you won't find one.
Which center?
Onetti.
Juan Carlos Onetti, it's
Yes, Juan Carlos Onetti.
Isn't it close? Because that's why
we booked this house.
He's a writer.
Oh, how interesting!
On these days, we can drink some wine,
and you can tell us about it.
We're great readers.
Ale is.
Yes, Javier is a radio amateur.
He'll explain later.
Ask him to show you his lair.
So, is the Cultural Center close by?
Because we booked this house
For its closeness to the Cultural Center.
Isn't it Antoñito's?
Oh, yeah! It must be Antoñito's.
He's an Onetti fan.
-Yeah.
-It's super close, you can walk there.
No need for a taxi.
-They have excellent food, too!
-It's a great restaurant.
Should I text him?
It's not a restaurant.
It must be a big Cultural Center, because
I'm signing books, reading aloud
ALEJANDRA: No, it must be.
He's always doing cultural stuff,
like cinema forums,
or art exhibitions, poetry.
"He's got ants in his pants,"
We would say. But the food is great.
(notification)
It's Antoñito.
He can't believe you're staying here.
He's looking forward to meeting you.
I recommend going on an empty stomach.
This guy will stuff you with food.
ALEJANDRA: We'll let you get comfortable.
So, a writer and a?
Flamenco dancer.
Flamenco dancer, I love it.
I sing.
And plays the piano.
I saw it at the entrance.
Yes.
It's just a hobby, a hobby.
Good.
Make yourselves at home.
Tell us if you need anything.
JAVIER: Have a good stay.
Enjoy! (chuckles)
Thank you.
Please.
Well, a bit small, isn't it?
I'll take the couch.
Don't worry, I'm used to it.
(soft piano)
I can't believe David, my editor.
A "cultural center"
Well, in the end,
the nook doesn't really matter.
Yes. The what?
The venues where I have performed,
the nook, the site, the venue,
it doesn't matter.
I mean, it doesn't matter where it is,
the important thing is to
Be loyal to what you want to tell,
your art.
That's what really matters.
Thank you.
In addition, they told us three times
that the food is great there.
They must be right.
And while we're at it
How about you sign my copy?
What is your name?
(chuckles)
Estadio Centenario looks packed.
High attendance today. About 65,000 fans.
(commentator on the background)
The flip side of fear is joy,
TODAY: ARIEL S. READS
but it's more than that girl
who played with you as a child,
who taught you that time is eternal,
drawing a smile on your face.
Everything has a right time
and the end, you know, is near.
-Don't agonize in fights
-WAITER: Come on, team!
MAN: Please, let's turn down the volume,
shall we?
Do not agonize in quarrels,
but free with love.
Grow and love wherever you want.
What your universe is asking for
is expansion.
(Concha claps)
Bravo!
Thank you.
Thank you.
Sorry, Antoñito, I wanted to read
something new I have.
Please, yes.
I wrote it to a very special person.
(commentator on the background)
(ethereal piano)
My mess gets straightened out
with your flamenco shoe tapping.
Your smile patches the hole
in my broken heart.
You don’t have to tell me
what you suffered in the past.
If you really trust this fat teenager,
we won’t be repeat offenders.
There will only be happiness.
We’re shipwreck survivors
on the same ship,
swimming to the other shore.
Our boards are made of clay,
and dissolve in the sea.
If you ask me, I’ll be your sail.
And let the wind of destiny
take us flying together.
Bravo!
Thank you very much.
Thank you, thank you for coming.
Thank you very much.
I loved it.
You made me fly.
(music keeps playing)
(water running)
I felt a connection, like
In another frequency, you know?
A frequency that
It's hard to explain.
(music stops)
Let's go, Mr. Blue.
(guitar music)
HEARTBEATS BEFORE THE HEART ATTACK
(everyone screaming) Goal!
(music keeps playing)
COMMENTATOR: this night's events
at Estadio Centenario.
Cavani scored the second goal
just before half-time.
light blue winning 2-1
(laughter)
-Stop, stop, stop.
-Let's go!
(music keeps playing)
COMMENTATOR: 31 minutes
of the second half, Uruguay
(moans)
(moans get louder)
(moans)
COMMENTATOR: Goal!
Oh, my! Goal!
-(fans cheering)
-(fireworks)
(loud moans)
HEARTBEATS BEFORE THE HEART ATTACK
(panting)
(whispers) Please.
Please.
(deafening sound
that mutes all other sounds)
(choking)
(whispers) Heart attack.
Are you okay?
Are you okay?
(tense music)
Help!
Help, please!
(pants)
Please, please.
(knocks on window)
Please!
(frantic knocking)
Help! Help, he's dying!
Please!
He got a heart attack, help!
He's dying!
(heartbeats)
FOR PANCHO
Subtitle translation by:
Maríana Rodríguez Mustafa