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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

BASED ON TRUE EVENTS OF CARLOS TEVEZ'S LIFE

I was never fully aware...

of whether or not I was in danger. I think that death...

I think that in the case of my burn...

I was never fully aware of how close I came to dying.

CIUDADELA YEAR: 1984

-Help! -Please, help!

-Please, help! -He's dying!

-He's dying! -Help!

-Help, please! -Let's go to the hospital!

-Someone help us, please! -Help!

Someone help!

-Please, help! -Help!

-Careful! -Help! Please!

Tiví, help! Tiví, let's go!

Carlos is burning! We have to go to the hospital!

-He's burning! -Come on, you asshole!

Open up!

PEDIATRIC WARD LACTATION ROOM - NEONATAL UNIT

Hey! You took my baby one hour ago, and nobody has said anything since then!

Open the door!

-Stop it, Trina, calm down. -Don't touch me!

What will you do? You're not even his dad!

-What can--? -"What can I do?"

Then shut your hole, jackass!

We were drinking mate in bed.

It was an accident.

We were drinking mate in bed at your house.

He was playing, grabbed the kettle and the water fell on him.

-He got burned. -Are you an idiot?

How come you were drinking mate in bed? Are you an idiot?

What's wrong with you?

How come you were drinking mate in bed with a kid?

And you call it an accident? Asshole!

-Are you the relatives of Carlos Martínez? -Yes, I'm his mom.

We are his uncle and aunt.

The boy burned 50% of his body.

He suffered a third-degree burn.

And wrapping him in a blanket didn't help at all.

And what do we do now, doctor? How do we...?

We will try to remove as much affected tissue as possible.

But I want you to know that he is in critical condition.

Mom!

Here comes Carlitos. Tevez goes through.

Here comes Tevez, here he comes, here comes Apache.

Tevez keeps going, he's about to score. Tevez, Tevez!

Goal!

THE LIFE OF CARLOS TEVEZ

We have the best deals, ladies and gentlemen...

-So, Carlos? Is he coming or not? -Wait.

CIUDADELA YEAR: 1996

Cachucha is a jerk off.

They say there were some girls at the bus stop

and he pulled down his pants and showed them his cock.

Still, he went too far.

I'd set him on fire for being a perv.

You have to hit him. Otherwise, let me do it.

Don't push me! What if I fall, asshole?

Look, there he is.

You have to consider distance and wind.

Same as for a top corner shot.

-Understood? -Yes.

Also the number of stories and speed.

Cachucha!

Fuck God!

-Motherfucker! -See how good I am? I hit him.

-Shut up. -I will set you on fire.

I will set you and your brother on fire.

-You will do nothing! -Why are you loafing around here?

Come on, you old perv, get out of here.

Quit bothering everyone. Get out of here.

I don't want you around here. Get out, you old perv.

-How are you doing? -Is Jony in?

-Is he expecting you? -Yes, we talked.

-What's up? -Hi, Pincha.

Is Jony in?

-Is he expecting you? -Yes, we talked.

Come with me.

Jony, Pincha wants to talk to you.

-What's up, Jony? -I'm fine, and you?

I'm fine too. Can we talk about something?

I'm listening.

What's going on? Am I being left out?

What are you talking about?

Come on, I'm not stupid. I know you've been cutting it with baking soda

and you're selling the rest around.

Stop talking bullshit and get out.

Come on, give me my share and I'll keep my mouth shut.

If Cochi finds out...

What if Cochi finds out?

If Cochi finds out, you're screwed.

-Motherfucker. -Stop!

Get out, motherfucker.

Help!

Someone help me!

PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL NUMBER 4 CIUDADELA

Hey, Carlitos.

-Martínez, no soccer indoors! -Sorry, teacher.

EQUALITY

BULLETIN BOARD

Hi.

-Hi. -How are you doing?

-Fine, and you? -Fine.

Are we going out tomorrow?

I can't.

Dad's taking me to the construction site. And I'm visiting my uncle on Sunday.

It's okay, never mind.

Don't worry about it.

-Is everything okay with you? -Yes.

-I had a math test today and I passed. -Well done.

-What's wrong? -That's my dad. Bye.

Bye.

-How are you? -Fine, and you?

I'm fine.

I just saw Mariela. She went that way with Hugo.

What's up between you two? If you marry her, you're set for life.

-What about that bike? -I bought it with my salary.

Hey!

-Let's go. -What's up?

Freddy, what's up with Mariela?

-Did you fuck her already? -None of your business.

Hey, don't get mad!

Did you know she was my girlfriend?

I sucked her boobs and everything.

-Why don't you shut up, asshole? -Stay out of it, you idiot.

Leave him, he's mad because she dumped him for me.

What did you say, asshole?

Have you forgotten you lost by four points?

-We are going to kick your ass. -Shut up! And close your legs!

-Close your legs! Don't listen to him. -You're gonna get so nutmegged, you fag.

That's right!

-They talk big but always lose. -Always.

Have you heard they did Pincha in?

-Really? -He's lying on the street.

They shot him in the head.

I'll go check it out. Do you want to come?

-Sure. -Do you want to go together?

Yeah. Who did it?

I asked around, but no one knows.

The guys from Block One are pissed off, so I guess it's something to do with that.

-See his eye? -Yes.

See how he's looking at a fixed point?

But he's not alive.

No, you idiot, how could he be alive? Can't you see all the blood?

Would you rather get shot in the head or stabbed in the stomach?

I'd rather get shot in the head.

Me too.

I predicted this was going to happen.

We are at the brink of a war among the poor.

In a war, kids and women are the first to die.

A boy!

Fuck!

He's a boy!

Let's go home, Carlos.

-Wait, why? -Go home, Uruguayan.

I'll go buy some things and be back later, okay?

-Let's go. -Why? I want to watch.

What? What is there for you to see? Let's go.

I don't like you getting mixed up in that.

I didn't get mixed up, I was just taking a look.

That's how you get started, by looking.

You start as a bystander and end up getting pulled into a mess.

What happened is an ugly business.

It's not okay for kids to be looking at it.

You know how it works, don't you?

-Yes. -So?

Here, if you lower your guard...

-Come on, Carlos, okay? -Okay.

Let's go.

Shut up, you have no idea.

I swear... it's true.

-He had a bullet wound here. -Mom, can I go look?

No, you're sick, you're going nowhere.

Do you know why that happened?

No, I don't.

Why?

Drugs.

Drugs are always why.

Come, have some mate.

This is for the rent.

Now it's 100.

-Since when? -This month.

-Again? -Yes.

It's a never-ending story.

That bastard...

It just moved.

-Can you feel it? -No, nothing.

-Can you feel it? -What is that?

A little foot, maybe?

Okay, let me see.

Take this.

-Is Carlos going with you? -Yes.

-He's taking a shower. -Okay.

Did you talk to Hugo...

about the raise?

No, he will say no.

Talk to him, ask him.

I'll ask if I can work on weekends or do some overtime.

-But I'll never see you. -It is what it is, Chila.

We'll be fine, don't worry.

Hurry up, Carlos!

So, what happened?

I... I don't know.

I don't know.

You don't know, motherfucker? You don't know?

Jo... Jony.

It was Jony.

Pincha...

found out that he was stealing...

cocaine and...

And he tried to blackmail him.

But I...

I didn't do it. I swear.

-I didn't do it. It wasn't me. -Easy.

And where can I find that fag Jony?

At...

At...

Block Six. That's where he is!

Then go find him and bring him here, to Block One.

Understood, motherfucker?

Easy, don't waste a bullet. He's already dead.

Get him out of here. Throw him somewhere.

And tell the guys to get ready. I'm pissed off.

I want payback.

Buy your fresh eggs here!

Buy now and save!

That's okay.

You're wasting more than you're getting on the wall.

-I can't do it right. -Don't worry, it's okay.

In time you'll learn.

You just need some patience.

And how can I know if it's okay?

You'll just know, son. It's how it is...

At some point, you will say, "I'm doing it okay"...

or someone else will tell you.

But...

you know when you're doing things right. On your own.

But for that you've got to be... alert, sharp. Otherwise...

you can't see your own progress.

Do you understand?

Okay, you finish that.

When you're done, you can have some mate.

-Okay? -Okay.

-Hugo. -How's it going?

How are you?

-Fine. -Everything okay?

I was wondering if it's possible...

to do some overtime, you see?

-Just a couple of hours. -That'll be hard.

-Hi. -Hi.

I didn't know you were coming.

Me neither, but I took the opportunity.

-Give me a kiss. -Stop, it's dangerous.

-Come on, give me a kiss. -No, stop.

-He's not watching, come on. -Still, no.

-How's everything? -Fine, and you?

Fine.

-Can I ask you something? -Yes, sure.

Is it true that they killed Pincha?

-You found out. -Yes.

Was he really killed or not?

Yes, he was.

Did you date Hernán?

No, not at all. He came onto me twice, but... no way.

No way I'm dating a guy like that.

Maybe at night.

-We have to finish the bathrooms. -Yes.

-That's what I can offer you. -Okay. Good.

-Yes. -But I can't pay you overtime.

I'll pay you like a regular hour.

-Come on, give me a kiss. -No, stop.

-Just one kiss. -Stop it, Carlos.

-Just one. -Stop.

Then why did you come?

To talk to you.

So, when will I get to see you play at All Boys?

I don't know.

If you come, your dad's going to know.

I know you deserve more, but that's all I've got for now.

You know?

-But if your dad tells him-- -Dad doesn't know about us.

Mariela!

Mariela, come here! We're leaving!

-Bye. -Bye.

-Do we have a deal? Good. -Yes, let's do that.

-Thank you. -Get in. We're leaving.

What's going on upstairs, Chancha?

So? You hardly did anything.

You weren't gone for an hour.

Careful.

Don't start causing trouble here.

-Did he pay you? -No, it wasn't about that.

I'll start working nights.

-Why? -Because I have to work.

We'll have to move when your sister comes.

There's no room.

So, once I start working nights, you'll be the man of the house.

-Okay, Dad. -You'll take care of things, okay?

To one!

AN ETERNAL LOVE

Go, Carlos! Easy now!

Easy!

Do you know who that is?

-No, who is he? -He seeks players for Argentinos.

-Really? -Really.

-He came to see me. -Keep dreaming.

Nice match.

-Just a formality for you. -Yes.

EIGHTY YEARS OF LOVE

Goal!

Well done, Carlos!

Good teamwork!

You're Martínez's dad, right?

No, I'm his uncle. But I'm the one who always brings him here.

-Is something wrong? -No, not at all.

I like him, he's good. He's very good.

-Pass it, come on! Back to one! -I'm sorry...

-Maddoni, nice to meet you. -Segundo, nice to meet you.

-Propato! Propato! -Sit down!

-Sit down already! -Propato!

I have two things to say.

In my teams...

we don't rub it in our rivals' face. Is that clear?

We don't celebrate goals to their faces or do nutmegs when the score is 5-0.

Is it clear? You know who I'm talking to.

-You played well. -Propato! Propato!

-Enough already! -Propato!

-So, what do you say? -No.

It's fine by me, but it's Carlos's decision.

Let me explain it to you.

You would start playing for Parque.

Then you can play in a professional field and, eventually, for Argentinos. See?

Yes, but...

Argentinos is similar to this club.

And this one is closer to my house.

You can't compare both clubs.

The bar here is low.

And you're way above that. You're ready for something else.

If you want to be a professional player, you have to leave this behind.

Listen to me.

Then take me to Boca.

I'm also a Boca fan. I'd love to take you there, but...

-We are all Boca fans at home. -Really?

But now I'm working for Argentinos. It's all I can do.

You've given this club more than they can offer you.

To make a living out of this you have to leave,

because with the money you'll make here, you'll need another job.

You'll have no choice.

And the idea is for this to be your job.

-Become a star. Wouldn't you like that? -No.

No? Wouldn't you like to be the next Maradona?

Come on. Do you know where Maradona had his start?

At Argentinos.

-I know. -See?

But I'd rather stay here.

I don't want to lose my friends.

Your friends will follow you wherever you go.

And you'll make new friends. Listen to me.

But I'd rather stay here.

Uruguayan!

Uruguayan! We're leaving!

-Kiru? Oh. -No, it's me. Open up.

And Dad? Kiru said he's not coming.

-Kiru went to your house. -I know, but how's Dad?

He's having chest pains.

-What do you mean chest pains? -He's having chest pains.

What's going on? Who's there?

Dad!

What's up?

You're not coming?

Where?

What do you mean "where"? To see Tiví.

I forgot.

I'm not feeling well.

My chest aches.

-Why doesn't he see a doctor? -He doesn't want to.

He says every time he feels pain...

he sleeps a little bit and feels better. I'll stay here...

-to care for him. -Dad.

Why don't you get up, have some mate and wash your face?

I'll wait for you downstairs. I can wait.

No, and don't tell Tiví...

why I'm not going.

He'll worry. I know him. He's afraid of bad news.

Okay.

Whatever you need, let Adriana know. She'll tell me.

-If there's-- -Don't speak so loud!

Okay, Dad.

If Tiví asks about me, tell him everything's fine.

Okay.

Lock the door.

-It's so cold. -When I have a car,

it will have heating and air conditioning, and a stereo.

-You'll see, I-- -Kiru, open it!

-Dad's coming, get out. -Come on, open it!

Kiru, come on, open the hood!

Damn, that's hot.

-I'm sorry. -Why? What did you do now?

Nothing, I'm sorry I turned down Argentinos.

Maybe I should've accepted.

No, that's okay.

Argentinos is the same as All Boys.

Why didn't you say anything?

Because it's your life. You're the one who has to choose.

That's my brother. Well done.

-Good morning. -Hi, Mom.

Where do I sit?

Why do you ask me to go if there's no room?

-Well... -Where do I sit?

-In the bed of the pickup? -Come on.

-I'll take the bus. -Wait, Trina.

Get in, I'll ride in the bed of the truck.

-It's okay. -Thank you.

No problem.

Hi.

-You can't enter with this, ma'am. -Why?

Raw meat isn't allowed.

-That's not raw meat, it's prosciutto. -It's the same thing.

-It's the same. It's not allowed. -Please!

-You can't take it in. -Please, sir!

-Put your things away and-- -Sir, it's food for my son.

-I'm asking you, please. -It's not allowed, ma'am.

-It's just a sandwich. -This type of food is not allowed.

-I made it at home. -I am not allowed to let this in, so...

Can't you take out the prosciutto?

Uncle!

My guy.

Hello, Uncle.

-Kid. -How are you?

-What's up? How are you? -I'm okay.

-Fatty. -How are you?

-What's up? How are you? -Fine.

How's everything going? The kids?

They're fine. Tami drew something for you, but I left it at home.

And the youngest one has a cold.

-Who's looking after them? -Mirta. They're okay, don't worry.

What about you? I can tell you're well fed.

I'm always the same.

I brought you some clothes that don't fit me anymore.

Some sweatshirts and pants...

I guess they should fit.

We packed them with Mom.

Yes, he packed them with Adriana.

Check them out, I think they should fit.

I brought you some food.

It's just for you. You can also have a little bit.

It's hard to get something through with these sons of bitches.

But they let me pass this.

I would have started a riot if they didn't.

Did you bring something for me?

I'm getting something ready for our next visit. Something new.

I'm starting a business with Facha.

A small business.

Be careful who you're hanging with. You're still a kid.

Don't worry... I may be a kid, but I'm no idiot.

Beware of Kiru, right?

Right?

When are you getting out?

Just like that? No anesthesia?

Right for the jugular.

-I'm sorry. -Save it for confession.

I'll be back when you least expect it, so you better be ready.

And you? Are you doing well in soccer?

-Yes, we defeated Parque yesterday. -Well done!

Did you score any goals?

Of course! I scored three goals.

He's a Tevez. We're all really sharp.

And some guy asked me to play for Argentinos.

But he said no.

Why? I don't get it.

Do they want you or not?

They wanted him, but then they said they don't anymore...

-Carlos said no. -I don't want to.

He says Argentinos and All Boys are the same, and he wants to wait.

And he has to study, so...

What you have to do is try out for Boca.

But if you want to play for Boca, you have to play for real.

I play for real.

-You think I don't? -You do?

Do you have room for four?

Come on, you old guys.

He who plays with Kiru has luck on his side. Come on, fatty, let's go.

I'll leave now, I have things to do.

See you later, fatty. Bye, champ.

Trina.

You should come to my place for dinner someday.

-Sure, send my best to Dad. -Sure.

I'm going to work for a change. Cote!

-Bye. -Share it, you fatty!

And let the boy make some money.

It's his life, just like you said.

What's wrong? You were quiet the whole way.

-What's wrong? -Nothing.

I was thinking about my uncle.

He'll be out soon.

But let that be a warning.

Sooner or later, you have to pay for your mistakes.

That's how it is.

We all make our choices in life, and he made the wrong ones.

-Segundo. -What's up, Uruguayan?

Why aren't you ready yet? We have to defeat Block Nine.

May I go?

-Where? -To the match.

-To play soccer. -I have to go, Dad.

Come on, we have to warm up.

Haven't I told you I don't want you to be around here? Especially at night.

-Come on, Segundo, let him be. -It's okay.

I'll play and then I'll go home.

Everything's okay until something happens.

We play, we win and we come back.

Okay, go, but be home for dinner or you'll go to bed on an empty stomach.

-Yes. -Okay? Are we clear?

-Yes, Dad, I heard you. -Okay, go.

-We'll win it for you, Segundo. -Just go.

Our house is not a restaurant.

-Are you leaving already? -I told you I start today.

I got some work.

-But I thought it wasn't so early.

-That you'd leave later. -No, I have to go now.

I'll be back late.

-What time? -I don't know.

Late.

-Guys. -The chickens finally came!

Shut up, you idiot.

It seems getting your ass kicked makes you bold.

You'll defeat no one with that jerk-off face.

No one ever defeats me.

Shut up, we always kick your ass.

In soccer.

But that's all you can win at. You can't beat me at anything else.

I hope everyone plays fair.

We'll have two 30-minute halves.

You should have come earlier, okay?

No kicking, no punching or you are out, okay?

-Ready? Someone call it. -Heads.

-The blue team starts. Come on. -Come on, let's go.

Let the match begin.

Go!

-Carlos, behind you! -What are you doing, man?

-Goal! -Goal!

-Goal! -Come on, man!

Goal!

-Goal! -Goal!

Block him! There!

Come on!

-Goal! -Goal!

Fuck you, motherfucker!

What's going on, guys? Let's go!

The two of you, go!

Come on, I want you sharp.

Take care.

Today we'll kill them all.

Hello, ma'am.

-Goal! -Goal!

...Pepe loses the ball, now Negro is in possession of...

-How's the match? -Boring.

...the halfway line.

Soccer's not what it used to be.

Here comes Longaniza Pellegrino...

Nothing is what it used to be.

Come on, Carlos.

-Are you crazy? You can't do that! -Stop!

-Get back! -Motherfucker!

-Get back, come on! -You fucked us!

-Or I'll call off the match! -He fucked you up bad, man.

Are you okay? Can you go on?

Yes. Fuck!

I told you we have to stop playing against these jackasses.

-Let's go over there. -And let them make fun of us all week?

No way.

You're right.

That's like losing with All Boys.

That's what I'm saying.

We'll win and that's it. I'll take the penalty kick.

-You better score a goal. -Of course.

Carlos!

-Mom! -What are you doing here?

-Go home! -That's my bike!

I'm all alone at home! I was worried sick!

Give me back my bike, you asshole!

-Danilo! -That's my bike!

They're stealing my bike!

-I'm going to kick your ass! -Come on!

Careful!

Penalty for Boca!

-Again. -They can't seem to keep the ball...

Yes, that referee doesn't see anything.

And these assholes stole my bike. Fuck!

What's wrong, Mom?

There's that fucking cunt! Get him!

Get him!

-Come on, Danilo! -Get inside!

Get inside!

CARILLO HOSPITAL YEAR: 1984

Excuse me, are you Martínez's mom?

No.

Yes... Why? What happened?

Nothing, he just woke up.

Fabiana.

Fabiana.

Would you like to see him?

Yes.

-Yes. -Come with me.

Come in.

Wash your hands.

-Can I touch him? -Yes, caress him.

It will be good for him.

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