Love After Music (2023) s01e07 Episode Script

["Ella Vendrá" by Palo Pandolfo playing]
She will come back ♪
[vocalizing]
And the wounds that scar my face ♪
[audience whistling enthusiastically]
Will dry in her mouth made of water ♪
I have a feeling she will come back ♪
Hey! Hey!
Do you have anything?
Any sort of upper!
Her red lips will cry out
Seaweed ♪
Seaweed and sea wind ♪
I have a feeling she will come back ♪
["Dale Alegría a Mi Corazón"
by Fito Paez playing]
LOVE AFTER MUSIC
[doctor] Any dreams?
I can't sleep.
If I don't take the pills, I
I can't turn my mind off.
[doctor] What pills?
Lexotanil.
Emotival Xanax.
How long have you been
taking these medications?
Ever since what happened.
[doctor] It's now been two years.
[exhales]
Uh
Do you think you'd feel better
if you understood what happened
to your grandmothers?
[prostitute 1] Five australes?
PORT OF ROSARIO
- Maybe a dog can suck him off for that.
- [prostitute 2 laughs] Your turn.
[unsettling music playing]
Hi, baby.
Hello, good evening.
You're so formal!
I don't know how the money thing works.
Take me for a ride,
and I'll tell you on the way. Hmm?
[car door opens]
What's your name?
Nicolás.
Beautiful name.
[car engine starts]
[prostitute] You'll have a great time.
I think it's time you knew
that I didn't give birth to you.
[audience laughs]
You're adopted.
- Am I adopted too, Mom?
- No! You came out of my vagina.
- [performer 1] Is that why I'm pretty?
- [performer 2] Yes!
- And you
- Hi, love!
[performer 2] I ripped you
from your mother's womb to eat you!
And when I had you in my stomach,
I threw you up.
- [audience member laughs]
- Oh, please
I would've rather you shat me out, Mom.
[laughter]
Like any smelly Argentine turd,
I would be floating
in the Río de la Plata.
- [laughing]
- [performer 2] What are you saying?
Yeah, grab her by the hair.
Grab her by the hair, Mom.
You're bad too!
Fighting over a silly doll!
- Hi, Cecilia, sweetie!
- [Cecilia] Hi.
How are? Two? Wow!
[performer 1]
You're going to get E. coli in the brain!
- [performer 3] You're rotten!
- I have a stomach bug.
Hey, is that Fito Paez?
Yes.
Nice, man. Can I have a hit?
Really?
[man] What's going on?
[gags]
What's wrong, man?
[unsettling music playing]
[retching]
[Fito coughs]
[water running]
[man] You got scammed, man.
This shit is poison! What the?
[buzzing]
[buzzing]
Hello?
[Fito] Fabi
Fito?
[buzzing]
[knocking on door]
- Fabi
- What are you doing?
- I love you.
- No.
No!
No!
Get up.
[Fito] Mm.
Get up, come on!
Come on, get up.
[Fito kisses awkwardly]
Stop that!
Come here.
[shower running]
[Fabiana]
Why are you doing this to me, Paez?
[poignant music playing]
[Fito] I miss you.
Please, come back.
I don't want to lose you too.
You will never lose me, Mr. Paez.
But we can't go on like this.
[poignant music continues]
[kisses]
[man] We're not selling records
nor selling out concerts.
You're not on the radio. What can I do?
The record has plenty of songs,
but it doesn't have one single hit.
It's not worth it for us
to renew your contract.
[tense music playing]
What can I say, Fito?
[scoffs]
[chair clatters]
[opens door]
[closes door]
I'm sorry, Roly.
[atmospheric music playing]
We'll have to decide
what to do with the house.
What about it?
It was included in your contract.
- You'll need to return it.
- No, Gallo. You don't get it.
This album is big and it will get made.
Some other label will buy it.
Look, Fito. For a while now
you've been isolating yourself.
It's not just one album.
This hasn't been working for a while.
You must realize that.
I've always looked out for you.
You? Looking out for me?
- Yes.
- Really? No, you were looking out for you!
But now the numbers don't add up,
and you're leaving.
You don't want to work with me?
Then go.
[pensive music playing]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[footsteps approaching]
["Estado de Coma"
by Luis Alberto Spinetta playing]
[Fabiana singing, echoing]
My friends already left ♪
My mom went off to war ♪
[music stops]
[Fabiana, echoing] Guess who I am.
One, two, three and go!
[Fito] The most beautiful girl ever.
[baby crying in distance]
[unlocking door]
[creaking]
[door closes]
[unsettling music playing]
[Fito breathing heavily]
[exhales]
[exhales sharply]
[breathing shakily]
[Fito whimpers]
- [man] Let me go, I have to go.
- [prostitute] No.
[man] What's wrong?
I miss you.
[man] Miss me? I'm right here.
But then you leave,
and I have to stand here all night.
[man] What are you doing with that?
Are you dumb?
I said to only wear it around me.
The streets are full of creeps.
I brought it because I knew I'd see you.
[sighs]
[car door opens]
[prostitute] When will I see you again?
I'm off on Friday.
[camera shutter clicks]
[camera shutter clicks]
Fito Paez, it's great to meet you, man.
GOVERNMENT HOUSE
SANTA FE
Thanks for coming all this way.
- Good afternoon.
- Hello.
- All right. Some coffee?
- No.
- Some whiskey?
- No, thanks.
This is Deolindo Pérez,
Rosario's Chief of Police.
At your service.
Fito, first of all, I want you know
we've always been dedicated to this case.
All this time, which I know
has been long and painful for you,
I've been personally supervising
the progress of the case.
- What is the progress?
- He'll tell you.
One of our agents
has been working undercover
for the past six months.
During the investigation,
he came upon the necklace
of the victim, Belia Ramírez.
[man] I can assure you
we have identified the suspect,
and we also have proof to put him away.
As you can imagine, I didn't want you
to find out through the press.
Gisel, please.
Would you mind taking a picture?
- Right now?
- Yes.
We'll prosecute this fucker
to the full extent of the law.
Thanks, Gisel.
[mellow music playing]
Hi.
You're the first famous guy
to come around here.
[chuckles]
Will you buy me a drink?
I'm broke and unemployed.
What is a Spanish girl doing
in a country that's so
so wonderful?
Getting away from smack.
At least that didn't catch on here.
You have to leave the places
that mistreat you.
When I got here,
I went through hard times.
But I heard this song. It was beautiful.
And so
it seemed like it was written for me,
and I couldn't stop listening.
Sunbeams at sun time ♪
She's lost herself
At some station ♪
Waiting for some misfortune ♪
Some call from above ♪
Thank you.
Thank you.
Have some faith in yourself.
You've done good to many people.
Cheers to you, Fito Paez.
Cheers, Violeta.
HAVANA
["Yo Vengo a Ofrecer Mi Corazón"
by Fito Paez playing]
PABLO MILANÉS' HOUSE
Who said everything is lost? ♪
I'm here to offer up my heart ♪
So much blood swept away by the river ♪
I'm here to offer up my heart ♪
It won't be that easy
I know how it goes ♪
It won't be as simple
As I thought ♪
How do you open up your chest
And take out your soul ♪
A stab of love ♪
How are you feeling?
Well
I don't know.
You know?
Here on the island, there's an old saying.
"Whoever needs Cuba and meets its people,
will always have a family."
Mm?
[salsa music playing]
[playing randomly on keyboard]
[playing chords]
[humming]
[pensive music playing]
[playing chords]
[humming]
[continues humming]
[vocalizing]
GET A REPUTATION
Fito has AIDS
He takes amphetamines ♪
The only thing he does
Is walk around drunk ♪
Around these streets ♪
All my neighbors
Tell me the same thing ♪
And all I say is ♪
Get a reputation
And get some sleep ♪
[chuckles] You're crazy.
[chuckling]
I want to record an album.
What about your label?
What label?
[chuckles]
This has the vibe we were looking for.
It's different. I love it.
Congrats.
However [clears throat]
you know how the country is doing.
The economy is shit.
Nobody has any money.
Let alone money to buy records.
We won't be able to have
a proper album launch.
Let alone a promotional tour.
Is that a yes?
[exhales]
It's not much.
It's all I can give you in advance.
Chacho!
I'm going to need demos
and a tracklist, okay?
With his life ♪
Everybody knows
That he doesn't know what to do anymore ♪
It's good.
What if we add something else?
[man] What is it, Mrs. Batata?
That skinny, filthy,
long-haired guy on the seventh floor.
He's so noisy! I've had it with him!
Oh, gosh! That drug-addicted homosexual.
[laughing]
I saw ten young men leave
[vocalizing]
[Charly] Rosario, get rid of that frown.
It's a hit song.
["Fue Amor" by Fito Paez playing]
These days we're living through ♪
It's here that we were meant to live ♪
Tangled up on the electrical wires ♪
Some dream will take us away ♪
As always ♪
[Fabiana] Am I late?
The guys are all there as always ♪
There's a boomerang in the city
My love ♪
What goes around comes around
As you always say ♪
Every time I think of you ♪
It was love ♪
It was love ♪
Every time I think of you ♪
It was love ♪
It was love ♪
[buzzing]
What the fuck am I doing here?
They're great people.
You'll have fun, trust me.
Hi!
Hi, my loves. How are you? This is Fito.
Hi. What's up, man?
[pop music playing]
- Wow, look who's here!
- Hi!
Come here.
Oh, you look great! I love it!
What?
[laughter]
We're getting married.
No way! You're getting married?
- Oh, stop it!
- Wow, our Roth is getting married!
Please, everybody come gather for a toast!
Come on, please. Garçon!
Wow, I'm so glad. Take care of her.
[indistinct chatter]
Excuse me.
Can I have a light?
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Are you here visiting?
You know who I am.
"Don't ever lie to me."
"It makes me crazy."
- Very good.
- Mm-hmm.
Now do it a bit lower.
[in a lower voice]
"Don't ever lie to me. It makes me crazy!"
You know what my favorite quote is?
"I went to an orgy after the concert,
but I could only think of you".
What are you doing here?
You came to get married.
I came to shoot.
A movie.
We return to Madrid
at the end of the month. And you?
Nothing, I just finished an album, but
people aren't buying them anymore.
What a shame.
I like your music.
Do they play it in Spain?
Well, I do.
[man] Shall we get a picture all together?
- Ceci.
- Mm-hmm?
- Come, Ale is taking a picture.
- Be right there.
Excuse me.
See you.
See you.
[knocking rhythmically on door]
[drumming on door]
[exhales]
- [drumming continues]
- [exhales]
This son of a bitch Fuck.
[drumming continues]
Want to have some mate?
You're an asshole.
I don't have yerba. I have beer.
[Fito] It's not our fault
we're so cultured.
We're guys who experienced
We're a mix of
We're a concrete mix of many cultures.
Like the Argentine world,
the cheesy stuff, Música en Libertad,
the good stuff, like Cuchi, Chango
The Troubadours, I don't know.
Milonga.
Candombe.
What are you talking about?
You have to leave the places
that mistreat you.
Piazzolla, Atahualpa, Mercedes Sosa,
they all went across the pond.
What if we go?
- Where?
- To Europe!
You're crazy, man.
I'm broke. Where can I go?
[Fito] I don't have money either.
But you know what I have?
Tercer Mundo.
[scoffs] You're nuts, Rodolfo.
["Tercer Mundo" by Fito Paez plays]
Many years ago
Some man dreamt up ♪
A vast empire ♪
He had a friendly face
And kept talking ♪
To the most hated
And loved man in the place ♪
[man speaking French]
He dreamt of having
A garden full of flowers ♪
The nation of Mexico at his feet ♪
He had brothers of all kinds ♪
In their dreams
They yelled ♪
I'm drowning
I'm drowning ♪
Nobody knows how I ended up here ♪
Thanks, man. Merci.
Mona Jiménez with Mickey Rourke ♪
LONDON
Watching all the girls
At the whorehouse ♪
The rock band
Who just wanted girls ♪
Entertaining guys
At the Caracas Hilton ♪
Coca
Coca ♪
Coca
Coca Sarli ♪
Coca
Coca ♪
Coca
Coca Cola ♪
[music ends]
It's not easy for Argentine artists
to plant their flag here.
Us Spanish folks are different.
That tango melancholy of yours
doesn't fit here.
What we like here is happiness, fun.
It's the fucking 80s,
we have to celebrate.
[clicks]
But you know what?
The 80s are over.
But you guys are always behind.
What was the name
of that Spanish band, Ale?
They opened
the first Rock & Pop festival with us.
I can't remember.
- Los Legales.
- Los Legales!
Los Legales. They were so boring.
Ever heard of them?
That's the problem with Spanish rock.
They can't come up with any new ideas.
[exhales]
All right
You're an idiot.
The guitar player
with Los Legales, no less.
You disrespected him for nothing.
We're fucked. What do we do now?
He wasn't going to help us anyway.
He wasn't going to hear the demo.
Still, you can't run your mouth like that.
This mouth has been feeding you for years.
Is that so?
What are you doing? Where are you going?
You're leaving, you coward?
[Alejandro] Go fuck yourself!
[scoffs]
["Ámbar Violeta" by Fito Paez playing]
Sunbeams at sun time ♪
She's lost herself
At some station ♪
Waiting for some misfortune ♪
Some call from above ♪
She feels dizzy ♪
Her blood pressure's low ♪
At least she still
Has some sense of humor ♪
But for what? ♪
[trembling]
If all we do is keep searching
And losing our certainty ♪
[breathing shakily]
[violin playing]
Brr!
[inserts coins]
[whistling]
[taps razor on sink]
[Charito] Fito! Thank God you called!
I didn't know how to reach you!
Hey, Charito.
Was there any news?
[unsettling music playing]
[knocking on door]
[knocking on door]
[knocking on door]
Open the door, De Giusti. Police.
[drops razor]
[knocking on door]
[Charito] They found him, Fito.
They found him because of the necklace.
[banging on door]
[tense music playing]
[floor creaking]
- [object clangs]
- Don't move!
[hopeful music playing]
[officer 1] Freeze! Police!
[officer 2] Don't move!
[handcuffs click]
[hopeful music continues]
[Charito] He confessed to everything.
He was a plumber.
He had gone to Mom's to fix something.
[camera shutter clicks]
[Charito] After the crime,
he became a cop.
He used to go to your school, Fito.
What? Who? How? Who?
His name is De Giusti. Walter De Giusti.
Do you remember him?
He had your old tape recorder with him.
["Sáquense las Caretas"
by Fito Paez playing]
[chuckles softly]
We always said
we would catch the perpetrators,
and today we are very proud
of having done it.
Any other questions?
[Charito] It's over, Fito.
They caught him.
[hangs up]
[exhales]
Here you go, dude.
- Don't freeze to death.
- Thanks, man.
[Fito exhales]
[grunts]
[inhales]
[exhales]
[plays "Dale Alegría a Mi Corazón"]
Bring joy
Joy to my heart ♪
It's all I ask for
At least for today ♪
Bring joy
Joy to my heart ♪
The pain and sorrow
Will go away ♪
And then you'll see ♪
The shadows that used to be here
Will disappear ♪
[DJ 1] So many messages
from our listeners.
And this week's surprise hit
comes from singer Fito Paez.
He has now reached number three
and keeps climbing.
[DJ 2] What a song.
This song, which bring us joy,
hasn't stopped playing.
It has become a hymn.
[DJ 3] That was Fito Paez
with "Bring Joy to My Heart,"
from his album Tercer Mundo,
which has become a staple on our playlist.
[DJ 4] Look who reached number one
in our ranking!
That's right, it's Fito Paez
with "Bring Joy to My Heart,"
an amazing song to start off
a spectacular week
with all the energy
of an artist like Fito,
who paints a smile on our faces
and our hearts.
And then you'll see ♪
Let's drink
And get this city drunk ♪
Bring joy
Joy to my heart ♪
It's all I ask for
At least for today ♪
Bring joy
Joy to my heart ♪
[chuckling]
The pain and sorrow
Will go away ♪
[chuckling]
And then
Then you'll see ♪
The shadows that used to be here
Will disappear ♪
["Dale Alegría a Mi Corazón"
by Fito Paez continues playing]