Love After Music (2023) s01e04 Episode Script

[atmospheric music playing]
[creaking]
[straining] Come on, open.
Why?
[Belia] Fito! What are you doing?
You'll break it!
[grunts]
[hits on piano]
[Belia] What are you doing?
Why can't I have the key?
["Taquicardia" by Fito Paez playing]
[woman cheering]
Don't tell me anything ♪
My heart is racing ♪
Before I'm switched off ♪
I need to explode ♪
You know that I love you ♪
But I'm holding on to ♪
A stick of dynamite ♪
In my heart ♪
I'll have to admit ♪
I feel like I'm short-circuiting ♪
I have spent my whole life watching ♪
Other people shape the world
Instead of doing it myself ♪
[audience cheering]
Don't tell me anything ♪
My heart is racing ♪
Before I'm switched off ♪
I need to explode ♪
[audience cheering]
[audience cheering and applauding]
["Dale Alegría a Mi Corazón"
by Fito Paez playing]
LOVE AFTER MUSIC
[Charly] Everybody ready?
[monotone]
[Charly] Who's giving the cue?
[man] You call "Action," Charly.
[Charly] Action!
Hey, guys.
One, two One, two, three.
["Piano Bar" by Charly García playing]
New York blondes ♪
Lovers between percale sheets ♪
Let's go again, sorry.
I need a notebook with the lyrics,
I can't risk it.
I can't believe it. Where the fuck is he?
[man] Did you tell him the right time?
Yes, I told him three times.
He knew.
["Piano Bar" restarting]
New York blondes ♪
Ghosts between percale sheets ♪
Listen up ♪
They've opened up a piano bar ♪
Is it that I was born in the south? ♪
Is it that I turned on the light ♪
Of your heart? ♪
[man] With reggae, cool.
There he is.
Sorry.
- Finally.
- I was recording with Charly.
- You're late to record your own album.
- I know.
RECORDING OF GIROS
- Should we do the keyboard?
- All right.
Come on, let's get to work.
[bass and percussion playing]
[playing chords]
[playing mix]
It's fine, but it's missing something.
[music stops]
[high-pitched chord]
- [plays sequence]
- [testing tones]
[bass and percussion sequence playing]
[plays mellow tone]
All right, let's eat something.
[music stops]
[tape rewinding]
- [man 1] There's enough for everyone.
- [man 2] Here.
[track playing]
[man 2] Rodolfo, come on.
We've been here for hours, man.
Let me try something.
[plays motif with accordion sound]
That's it, that's it.
[repeats accordion phrase]
[Fito hums along]
Okay, let's record it.
- Record?
- Record.
[tape rewinds]
[repeats accordion motif]
Go on.
[repeats and refines accordion motif]
[laughs]
[grunts]
[exhales]
[exhales sharply]
[atmospheric music playing]
[strumming guitar]
[atmospheric music continues]
[drumming]
[snorting]
[sniffles]
[playing keyboard keys]
[vomiting]
[coughing]
[snorts]
What for? ♪
What for? ♪
Where's everybody?
The recording is tomorrow, Fito.
[Fito exhales]
[scoffs]
[unsettling music rising]
[single beat echoing rhythmically]
[waiter] Are you going to eat something?
[Fito] Is it Tuesday today?
[waiter] Thursday.
Thanks.
[groans]
[unsettling music playing]
[moans, groans]
[cutlery clattering]
[hisses]
[groans]
[grunts]
[moans]
[guide] It's considered native because
all of its species are indigenous.
There are more than
1600 plant species here.
It's one of the largest jungles
in the province.
I'm cold.
[guide] And it's full of vegetation.
Listen to the tour guide.
[intense music playing]
[car horns honking]
[breathing shakily]
[intense music continues]
[thud]
- [woman 1 on intercom] Hello?
- [woman 2] Who is it?
[woman 1] Who is it?
[guide] When an elder
reached a certain age,
the tribe's shaman
would take a branch from this tree.
[crack]
He'd break it over the elder's stomach.
If the sound was high-pitched,
it meant that they still had a way to go.
However, if the sound
was more low-pitched,
the elder had to say goodbye to the tribe
and eat one of those berries.
It was a ritual.
It symbolized a spiritual rebirth.
But only those who were close to death
were allowed to eat them.
Shall we move on?
I found him passed out
at our manager's doorstep.
He really scared me.
[Rodolfo coughing]
[coughs]
Easy, Mr. Paez.
I need you to relax and breathe.
[Rodolfo inhales, coughs softly]
[breathing heavily]
[Fabiana] Can I smoke in here?
[doctor] No.
Mr. Paez, what did you take?
[Rodolfo] The usual.
And what is that?
[pills rattling]
[doctor] His lab results are a mess.
The levels are really low.
Electrolytes, lipids, proteins.
His sugar level is at rock bottom.
Hypoglycemia is very dangerous.
- [Fito] Mm.
- Stop this, or you won't make it.
I'll open the window.
And please, eat something.
I have a lot on my mind, Andrés.
My album, playing for Charly,
producing other albums
Listen, Fito.
Your career, Charly, producing
You can't do it all. You need to choose.
Do you want to be
a mouse head or a lion tail?
You're an amazing talent.
An incredible artist, one of a kind.
I don't know
Maybe we leave Grinbank.
You're crazy.
Fito, Daniel has so much going on.
Imagine if I only worked with you.
Let's get dessert.
Waiter!
[chuckles]
God damn you, Andrés.
[laughing]
["The Most Beautiful Girl in Town"
by C. Vallarella and D. Olivero plays]
You and me ♪
I met the craziest girl in town ♪
I never thought
That she would look at me ♪
When she sings she breaks my heart ♪
My heart ♪
When she talks to me ♪
[Fabiana] Go on up.
[Fito] I've never had my own house before.
[Fabiana] Come on, hurry up!
[Fito laughs]
What?
You and me ♪
You ♪
[Fabiana] No!
[Fito] It's unbelievable.
[Fabiana laughs]
No! It's amazing, man!
I met the most beautiful girl in town ♪
She's so great and I took her home ♪
When she dances she breaks my heart ♪
When she kisses me she blows my mind ♪
You ♪
And me ♪
You and me ♪
Fito!
- It has a balcony!
- It does.
And me ♪
You and me ♪
[both chuckling]
You ♪
It's huge. Go see the rest.
It has the same fridge we had at Balcarce.
[Fabiana] No!
- Thanks, man.
- You deserve it.
Here, all yours.
Enjoy.
You and me ♪
You ♪
Paez! Come check this out!
You and me ♪
Look.
You ♪
It's a good sign.
And me ♪
You and me ♪
You ♪
[Fito chuckles]
[young Fito] I wanted to see a condor.
[Rodolfo chuckles]
There are no condors here.
They live way up high in the mountains.
You know what we could see here? Eagles.
Do you know how to tell
a condor from an eagle?
When a condor spreads its wings,
it can measure up to three meters wide.
Was the piano Mom's?
[pensive music playing]
The piano
No, it was my family's.
Charito would play it when she was little.
The group is already leaving. Let's go.
[pensive music continues]
You know I was bewitched once?
- [Fito] Really?
- Mm-hmm.
In Chicago.
[Fito] By whom?
A dwarf.
It was during a play.
I think it was all an act.
What was it like?
[Fabiana sighs]
[Fabiana] Mm.
It was an omen.
Or a warning that came too late.
- Was he cute?
- Who?
The dwarf. Did you like him?
[car horn honking]
Not as much as I like you.
[chuckles]
- [Andrés] Fito!
- It's Andrés.
What does he want now?
[Andrés] Fito!
Fito, come down here!
I love you, Mr. Paez.
I love you, Fabi.
[Fito] Mm.
Hop in. I want to take you somewhere.
- [Fabiana] Where?
- [Andrés] It's a surprise.
[Fito] You're full of surprises lately.
[Andrés] Come on, man, get in.
[car engine starts]
[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
[unsettling music playing]
[phone ringing]
[answering machine clicks]
[Fabiana on answering machine]
Hello, hello.
You have reached the residence
of Mr. Cantilo and Mrs. Paez.
Leave a message after the beep. Thanks.
[beep]
[Belia] Hello.
Fito, are you there?
It's Grandma.
I need to talk to you, Fito.
It's about your dad.
Call me back.
[Fito] What?
Is this a joke?
What can I say? I get calls all the time.
Apparently, Giros is a huge hit.
It was bound to happen.
[Fabiana laughs]
[kissing]
[upbeat music playing]
[Fabiana] I can't believe this!
Woo!
[louder] Woo!
[man chuckles]
So? What do you think?
But we'll need to fill it with lights.
That's for sure.
[Andrés]
We'll need to fill it with people.
- [Fito] How many people?
- [Andrés] Ten thousand.
We put everything on the line.
We need to fill it to the brim,
or we'll be indebted forever.
We're going to fill it, Paez.
[Fito] Turns ♪
Turns ♪
There is a heaven and a ♪
There is a heaven and a comatose state ♪
[Fabiana singing indistinctly]
The setting's different for everybody ♪
[Fabiana] My mom went off to war ♪
are fighting ♪
[guitar playing]
A choice brought down the party ♪
Comatose state ♪
"A voice brought down the party."
What was that?
"A voice brought down the party."
"Comatose state."
Those are the lyrics.
[Fena chuckling]
[laughter]
- [Fena] Well, okay.
- [laughter]
[phone ringing]
You look fancy.
[laughter continues]
[phone ringing]
[Fito] I can't focus, man.
- Keep it down, please.
- [Fena] Okay, but I got you something.
[Fabiana on machine] You have reached
the residence of Mr. Cantilo
A gift, look.
[Fabiana] Leave a message after
[Fena] A tiny pine tree.
- [chuckling]
- [answering machine beeps]
[Eduardo] Hello, Fito.
- [Fena] Come sit with us.
- Shh!
It's Carrizo.
It goes like this Come join in.
[all] Comatose state ♪
[Fito] Shh!
[Eduardo] Your father
has some health issues.
It's serious, okay?
Call me.
[answering machine clicks and beeps]
Bye. Out.
Sorry, but you have to go.
Goodbye.
- Just go, man.
- [Fabiana] Paez.
- [Fito] Everybody out.
- [Fena] Just leave. Out, guys.
- What the hell, Fena?
- What?
What are you doing? Get lost!
Me?
Sorry, man.
[somber music playing]
[birds chirping]
They met by chance at a coffee shop ♪
Their souls were tired
Of waking around ♪
Ale, turn up the volume,
I can't hear anything.
Turn up the vocals!
in her hand ♪
He approached her ♪
And asked if she was okay ♪
He would only reach the window
On tippy-toes ♪
Turn it up.
And he took her for a walk
Down the avenue ♪
Turn it up, Ale!
[mic feedback]
Quit it! You'll bust our eardrums!
[exhales softly]
[birds chirping]
[coughing]
[Fito] Happy now?
Man, I don't want excuses. Just fix it!
It's your job.
[Fito] Tuerto,
you take forever between songs.
Give me a cue.
- [Tuerto] I figured we'd need time be
- No, we don't need time at all.
What we need is to focus, okay?
[breathing shakily]
I think you're a little
A little what?
- [coughs]
- A little what, Fabi?
[tense music playing]
Do not talk to me this way.
We're working right now.
Let's take a break,
and Ale will check the monitors.
- [Fito] No.
- Fito
No! I said no!
No! We're playing at Luna Park, get it?
It's in two days
and we haven't had a decent rehearsal.
Not one!
[birds chirping]
[retches, spits]
Fito?
[inhales sharply]
Dad! Dad!
- Fito!
- [young Fito] Dad!
[breathing shakily]
Fito!
[coughs]
- [Fito trembling, crying]
- What happened? What happened?
Oh God, no!
Help!
[echoing] Help!
Turns ♪
[inhales]
Turns ♪
There is a heaven and a comatose state ♪
The setting's different for everybody ♪
[exhales sharply]
[exhales]
[tuning saxophone]
- Have you seen Fabi?
- No.
[Fito] We're almost there, okay? Come on.
- What's up?
- Have you seen Fabi?
I haven't.
Have whatever you want, guys.
Let me see that.
[both laughing]
Are you ready? We're starting.
- I can't find Fabi.
- I'm working on it.
- Whiskey?
- No.
- It's the good kind.
- No.
Okay. Come on, guys.
We need to go out on stage.
- Do you know where Fabi is?
- No, where is she?
Where is she?
[Fena] Hey, Fito!
Listen, this is my friend, Lali.
She's a photographer.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Can she get a few shots of the band?
- Or the show, whatever.
We'll talk later.
Come see, Fito. There's a huge crowd.
- Enough about that! You're not my dad.
- Relax.
- There she is.
- I have eyes.
- Hi!
- Let's go.
- Hi.
- I'm Fabiana Cantilo.
Harmonies, choreography, magic. Pleasure.
- [Fito chuckles]
- Hi. Did you call your uncle?
Go change. We're about to start.
- Okay.
- See you later.
[exhales]
[audience cheering in distance]
- Did you see it?
- [Fito] Do you have coins?
- What?
- Coins!
I don't have any.
[audience cheering grows louder]
Hey, do you have any coins?
You have any coins?
- Do you have any?
- Here.
[audience cheering continues]
[busy signal]
What's up, man? Everything okay?
It's all good.
- Want any?
- No.
Listen, everything's set. Shall we?
- Okay.
- Come on.
[Andrés] Take the stage, guys.
Have an amazing show.
- Come on, Fito.
- Okay.
- Fabi, go!
- I'm going!
- You made it.
- I know!
[indistinct chatter]
[Fabiana] Let's go!
[Fito] Guys, gather round.
Right on time.
Are you nervous?
- [Fito] I'm nervous.
- [man] Come on.
[Fito] Thanks, guys. For real.
Thanks for being here with me.
- Let's go, okay?
- [all] Let's go!
Paez, come here.
- Come here.
- What is this?
Don't move
or I'll make you look like a clown.
- [chuckles]
- Gorgeous.
[audience cheering loudly]
Go, man. Crush it, okay?
[Fito] Oh, man.
Go on!
[audience cheering grows louder]
["Giros" by Fito Paez playing]
Turns ♪
There is a heaven and a comatose state ♪
The setting's different for everybody ♪
Turns ♪
["Giros" continues playing in background]
- [man 1] This is Fito's latest album?
- [man 2] It just came in this morning.
Where are you, man? ♪
I'm picturing a different place ♪
[man] All right.
- Here you go, guys. Thanks.
- Thanks.
- [man] Bye.
- [woman] We need to tell your brother.
My own needs ♪
Change like everybody else's ♪
Rodolfo.
And I get to your moon ♪
Turns ♪
Everything spins
Like an enormous sphere ♪
Everything spins almost imperceptibly ♪
Turns ♪
[man] Rodolfo!
Hang on.
I'm calling an ambulance.
[inhaler clicks]
[Andrés] Santiago, Viña, Peru as well.
I got calls from Colombia, Ecuador.
The people at Luna Park were impressed.
We'll do another show.
Keep that to yourselves,
but we'll mention Chile and the others.
What about your dad?
Did you call?
No.
My dad is fine.
He probably had an asthma attack.
He gets them all the time.
Even if he doesn't ask,
you tell him about the shows.
- You know the dates, right?
- Yes.
Glasses or no glasses?
[Andrés] I like the glasses.
[Fabiana] No glasses.
[man] Three, two, one We're on the air!
[audience applauding]
Yesterday, I was at home
listening to Giros,
and realized it's an album
that fuses many genres.
There's a bit tango, a bit of folk music.
Rock, of course.
Where do those influences come from?
Yes, the album is really eclectic.
I would say
from my dad.
- Your dad?
- Yes, I think so.
He mentioned you!
My dad's a huge music lover.
Every Saturday, he would take me
to this record store, Oliveira.
Back in Rosario.
And we'd come home with a record each.
- What music did you listen to?
- All kinds of stuff.
Oscar Peterson
But also Mercedes Sosa, Atahualpa,
the Beatles,
Brahms, Jobim.
All kinds.
My dad would listen to all kinds of stuff.
Yes.
I don't think I've ever told him,
but a huge part of who I am as a musician
is because of him. [chuckles]
Well, I'm sure
he's watching right now,
so you just told him.
[audience applauding]
[host] What are you playing now?
[Fito] I have this new song
I wrote for a friend of mine.
It's called "Keep Yourself Grounded."
Since we talked about my father,
this is for him.
[host] Well, ladies and gentlemen.
Live from our studio,
singing "Keep Yourself Grounded,"
Mister Fito Paez!
[audience applauding]
["Cable a Tierra" by Fito Paez playing]
If you are not sure
Whether to return or not return ♪
If you've already stuffed
Too much up your nose ♪
If you're almost
Like blinded with power ♪
Keep yourself grounded ♪
And if your heart has had enough ♪
If you no longer feel connected
To anybody else ♪
If you feel
Like a ship on the high seas ♪
Keep yourself grounded ♪
And I'm here trying to reach you ♪
Under the moonlight ♪
Under the moonlight ♪
That's just the way it is ♪
I've got the number for that freak ♪
Who is eager ♪
- To blow your mind ♪
- [inaudible]
If you are not sure
Whether to return or not return ♪
If you've already stuffed
Too much up your nose ♪
If you're almost
Like blinded with power ♪
[whispering] They'll be here soon, son.
Keep yourself grounded ♪
- Very soon.
- [Fito coughing]
[coughing]
[Rodolfo] Listen to me.
[inhales deeply]
Trust me.
I'm here beside you.
I'm with you.
[inhales deeply]
[exhales]
[moans softly]
Fabi.
Fabi!
[tense music creeping in]
[tense music continues]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[footsteps approaching]
- [Fabiana] What are you doing, Paez?
- Shh!
There's a ball
that's shining over the piano.
Can you see it?
[Fabiana chuckles]
- [Fito] You can't see it, right?
- No.
It's a perfect circle.
[Fabiana giggles]
There.
- Here?
- No, more to the side.
Here?
No, to the other side.
A bit closer.
There.
- [Fito chuckles, drunkenly]
- [giggles]
[chuckling]
It's between your hands.
[chuckling]
[both chuckling]
Oh.
It's gone.
No
[Fito] It's over.
[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
[Eduardo] Fito? I've been calling you.
Did you not get my messages?
- Messages?
- You need to come to Rosario now.
I know, I was
I was planning on going
in the next few days, but
[Eduardo] Fito.
Rodolfo is dying.
It needs to be now.
Fito?
Fito? Can you hear me?
[exhales]
[Eduardo] Fito?
[somber music playing]
- [Fito] Fena, can you drive faster?
- If I go faster, the engine will fail.
What is this?
- Will it get me high?
- It will.
["My Little Earthquake"
by C. Vallarella and D. Olivero]
[knocking on door]
My little earthquake ♪
Do you like this room?
I have an idea.
Let me know what you think.
We should empty it.
We take everything out.
We give it a few coats of paint
and make it your room.
You won't have to share with Grandma.
What do you say?
I like that idea.
["My Little Earthquake" continues playing]
Have something to eat. I'll be downstairs.
[door closes]
["My Little Earthquake" continues playing]
- Where's the ICU?
- That way.
Where is he?
Under the streets ♪
Fito
he's brain-dead.
I am on my knees ♪
The breeze passes me ♪
My heart wants to fly away ♪
Away from me ♪
Here under the streets ♪
I am on my knees ♪
The breeze passes me ♪
[Fito unlocks piano]
My heart wants to fly away ♪
Away from me ♪
[plays chord out of tune]
[plays chord out of tune]
[plays chords rhythmically]
[plays random keys playfully]
[piano playing fades]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[machine clicks]
[clicking continues]
[breathing shakily]
[sniffles]
[sobs]
["DLG" by Fito Paez playing]
[machine continues clicking rhythmically]
[crying softly]
[sniffles]
["DLG" continues playing]