[crowd cheering]
[# Barbara Bonney/Geoffrey Parsons: Ave Maria]
[male announcer yelling in Spanish]
[chattering]
[announcer continues speaking Spanish]
[announcer continues in Spanish]
[announcer 2] What a humiliation.
A lot of unhappiness around the Bernabéu tonight,
a lot of it directed at Gavin Harris. Came out as a hero,
he's being called a donkey tonight.
[announcer 1 speaking Spanish]
[announcer 2] Ronaldinho seals it with a brilliant third.
[announcer 1 speaking Spanish]
[announcer 2] Boy, do they need some inspiration from somewhere.
[announcer 2 over TV] Now it's Munez. We haven't seen too much of him today.
Trying a give-and-go here with Alan Shearer.
What a great run by Munez!
Unbelievable! Newcastle's newest and youngest player
gives the fans a brand-new song to sing.
He's got support to his right.
Stephen Carr.
A great header! And a goal!
It's a dream start for Newcastle!
[rock music plays]
- OK. - [horn honks]
[man] What about the rose petals?
About bloody time. Can we have the red rose petals, but in that...?
- Gotta get back to work. - Hey, babe.
- OK. Hello. - Hey.
Just no fuss.
I've got to go, but I will see you Tuesday.
- [woman] All right. Bye. - [man] Bye-bye.
San, it's ten of 5.00. The meeting with the wedding planner was at 4.00.
Sorry, babe. I just... I lost track of time.
- We do this together. - What do I know about flowers?
As long as you show up, I'll be happy.
You Latin boys are so cheeky. Do you know that?
- Are you gonna show up? - I might, if you're lucky.
Oh, no. Go and have a shower. You stink.
[rock music continues]
It's time for a toast, I think.
To your new home, may all your ups and downs be in the bedroom.
- Mom! - [all laughing]
You might want to be careful, Santi. Look where it got me!
You're lucky I let you get near me.
- How about the extra hot vindaloo? - Sounds good.
Have consideration. I'm the one who has to sleep with him.
- It sounds good. - [all chattering]
- Hello, stranger. - Hello.
What happened? Did you lose me number?
- Good timing. We're ordering. - Can I have a word?
- Yeah, sure. - In private?
Excuse us.
Oh, my God.
I've been on the phone for hours.
Are they serious?
They want to meet us.
[both laughing]
- Shtoom, though, OK? - Yeah.
You've got two more years with Newcastle.
The fans'll go mad. You're the best player.
It's just a meeting.
So when are they coming to meet us?
They're not. I'm meeting them in Japan.
[# The Vapors: Turning Japanese]
The biggest football club on the planet.
Nine times European champions. Twenty-nine Spanish League titles.
Twelve Spanish Cups. One Super Cup.
They come to Tokyo every summer, the whole squad.
Beckham, Raúl, Ronaldo, Roberto Carlos,
Zidane, Harris, Munez.
- Won't be long, don't worry. - [whispering]
Thank you for coming.
- Santi, how are you? - Fine, thank you.
Welcome to this legendary football club.
I wanted to introduce you to our coach.
- Van der Merwe. - Pleased to meet you.
- Sorry you had to come so fast. - That's fine.
We want Santiago. We can make this work.
We have to act quickly. The transfer window closes tomorrow at midnight.
- I know. Let's vamoose. - OK. Come on.
Just don't think about the money.
You're gonna hate Madrid. They all speak bloody Spanish.
- How's it going, Gavino? - Good.
- We haven't said yes yet. - [Gavin] What, are you mad?
With ten percent you have your chest waxed and highlights. You're sorted.
It's a big decision. Roz and I got this new house.
You came halfway around the world for karaoke?
No one says no to Real Madrid, you nutter.
I don't wanna be on the bench like Owen. He's one of the best. I'd go crazy.
[speaks Dutch]
- It's Dutch. - Gentlemen.
Herr Van der Merwe. Can I get you a drink?
Thank you. You're not giving any career advice, are you?
He's pretending he's got a decision to make.
I have some advice.
First, you listen to your heart.
Then you listen to your head.
Then your wife will tell you what to do.
[all chuckling]
[breathing heavily]
- [ring-tone sounding] - You're OK, Mr. Ives.
Sorry, doctor.
[crowd shouting]
No comment!
Don't leave, Santi! Don't leave!
[woman on TV] Michael Owen acknowledges the Newcastle fans
as they welcome him to St. James's Park.
The last-minute exchange deal with Real Madrid
will see Santiago Munez move to Real Madrid on a two-year contract.
- Excuse me. You know where Roz is? - Down to the left.
Thank you.
There's that git, upsetting my lovely Rosalind.
You're in the bad books now.
- Hey, you save your breath, Mr. Ives. - Baby.
- I don't want to talk to you. - I tried to call.
- You should've asked for more time. - I tried. Hey, listen.
I love you. I love you and I want to marry you. None of that changes.
Now, before we have kids and responsibilities, we can...
- Stop playing with the bed. - I'm sorry.
We can go places, do things. Just you and me, hm?
[sighs, laughs]
I'm not sure I want to live in Spain. I mean...
- I love Newcastle. - I love it too. It's been good to me.
If I hadn't come I wouldn't have found the most important thing in my life:
- You. - He's got a point there.
Yeah, and what about our wedding and our new house and my job? I love my job.
- I know, but... - I've got exams at Easter.
You can see me on your days off, how's that? I'll fly back when I can.
Baby, I can't walk away from this chance.
This is my life, and I want you there... with me.
- I can't even speak Spanish. - I'll teach you.
I'm not eating paella.
Hey, hey, hey. Come here.
Will you do us a favor? When you see that Gavin Harris,
tell him he's shite.
[all chuckling]
- I love you. - I love you.
[both breathing heavily]
A very good day to all of you
and thank you for coming
to this very important presentation
of one of the greatest players in the world.
Good luck in this team.
Best wishes and we place our hopes in you.
Many thanks.
[applause]
[man 1] Over ten thousand fans turned up to welcome Real's latest signing...
[man 2 speaking Spanish]
[woman] Newcastle United fans are still coming to terms
with the loss of Santiago, two years before the end of his contract...
[woman speaking Spanish]
[woman]...in exchange for Michael Owen has shocked fans...
[man]...the Mexican-born striker runs the risk of sitting on the bench.
How much do you think this one cost?
I couldn't care less if the Bernabéu goes bankrupt.
[man on TV] We have the best strikers. We all know that.
They compete with each other.
No player wants to be on the bench for a long time.
I'm sure it's not that different for Mr. Munez.
Well, I've always been a fan of Real Madrid. Me, my grandma, my brother.
It's like a dream come true for me to be playing on this team, yeah.
Goal!
[woman] Is it true only a year ago you were a gardener?
I'm from a simple background. My story's different than most of the players.
- Rosa. Rosa! - [Santiago] For me, it's a big thing.
A big responsibility.
The omelet. It's lunchtime.
I'll try to be at the same level.
It's an honor to play with great players like Zidane and David,
Roberto Carlos, everybody, so...
[woman] You're prepared for everything about to hit you?
[# Orson: Bright Idea]
- First day of school. Make me proud. - I will, Mama.
[chattering]
- Miss Harmison? - Hey.
Where have you been? Training or shopping? Oh, my God.
- It's for us, baby. - Have they given you all this?
- It's for us. - Ooh.
Mm-hm.
- Wow. Can I have one? - Sure. They're for you.
[laughs]
Pick a car. Any car.
- You'll have to score a lot of goals. - I'll try.
[singing]
[man] The UEFA Champions League is back and back at the Santiago Bernabéu.
What a stage for Europe's top club competition.
[both speaking Spanish]
- Hey. - Look at this.
Oh, my God.
Look at that.
[man] Real Madrid, nine times winners. But not now for four years.
This is where they kick off their latest campaign.
An unhappy time for Gavin Harris. He has a point to prove.
- Cheers. Good luck. - Cheers.
[man] The new boy, Munez. He starts from the bench.
[crowd roaring]
[male announcer speaking Spanish]
[man] Gavin Harris. He hasn't scored for 14 games. The wait goes on.
[msn 2] Half a yard behind, isn't he?
[male announcer continues in Spanish]
[grunts]
[man] Just over half an hour to go.
Again the delivery. No finish.
Harris again trying to influence proceedings. He's struggling tonight.
One on one, that should have been a goal.
[yells]
[man] Harris off the mark, off his game.
[crowd screaming, whistling]
[man] The crowd's starting to get on the Englishman's back.
- Oh, yeah, look, there he is. - [man] It's time for a new star.
Does this spell the end for Gavin Harris?
It's certainly the start of something new for Santiago Munez.
- Go, Sant. - Go on, Santi.
[man] Munez ghosting in. He's looking menacing.
- [yells] - [grunts]
[man] Oh, it's all coming to the boil. Thomas Gravesen's brought his handbag.
Beckham's corner.
Not cleared, only as far as Munez.
Could this be the moment?!
[grunts]
Yes! Yes!
[crowd cheering]
[shouting]
[man] It could not be a better start to his Real Madrid career.
A last-minute goal for Santiago Munez.
[applause]
[speaks Spanish]
- Psst. Enrique! - Come on, come on.
- Did you bring the dough? - Quick, before they catch us.
OK, OK, this is for you and this is for me.
What's in that head of yours?
What do you want? For us to visit you in jail?
Listen...
...one false move, and you will ruin your life forever.
More ruined than it already is?
Enrique, my love, don't say that.
Look at that player, Munez.
He didn't have anything, like you.
Look at him now.
Apart from that, what the hell does that have to do with me?
I'm going to tell you a secret. That player is your brother.
Santi! Over here!
- OK, OK. Take it easy. - Santi!
- Come on out, darling. - Careful. Are you all right?
- Are you OK? - I broke my heel off.
Come on inside. I've got a surprise for you. This way.
[# Santa Fe: Esto Es Pa Ti]
That's for you.
Come on in. And follow me. Follow me.
[chattering]
That's for you.
- Come on. This way. - What was that?
Come on. Patience.
And pick her up. She can't walk.
Whoo!
[continues indistinct chattering]
- And that's for you. - [laughs]
[speaks Spanish]
Come here. I think he wants a photo.
Here we go.
- So is it always like this or what? - Yeah, it is, actually.
They're all mad.
- Total lunatics. - You don't sound surprised.
- You love it. - What, being in the press?
I'll tell you what. At the end of the day,
I'd rather be out with my friends having a nice meal, nice conversation.
Let it breathe for one minute.
OK. There's more to life than just football.
What, like computer games?
- Come on, you're in the first team. - Don't get me wrong.
It pays the bills. I do love it, but I've got other interests as well.
I mean, for example, wine.
I've made an investment in a tasty little vineyard in France.
Could be my future, you know?
- I think it's corked. - No, no, it's Covio de Special Reserve.
Jump on the plane with us. No one will know.
- I think the coach might notice. - The house is so empty without you.
- It's only a couple of weeks. - I don't want to go.
- It'll be like you never left. - I love you.
Me too.
- I'll call you, OK? - OK.
- Anything you need, give me a ring. - Thank you.
ONE MONTH LATER
[crowd cheering]
[# The Bodyrockers: I Like the Way]
[crowd roaring]
[speaking Spanish]
Sant, I'm desperate for the toilet.
Look at the pool, at the gorgeous pool.
Hey, happy birthday.
- Didn't need to. I've got everything. - I won't bother next time. 29 again?
Watch it.
I really need a wee. Where's the toilet?
- Back here. - See you in a minute.
In that room. It's a bit of a wait, I'm afraid.
What do you think? It's not bad, is it?
Different class. How can you afford?
I don't know. Barry sorts all that out.
Hey, Barry! How can I afford this?
Because I get you 80 grand a week, you plank.
Oh, yeah. It's because I'm on 80 grand a week.
I've got something for you.
Off you pop then, treacle. Santi, what's up, man?
Listen, you scored an absolute belter tonight, love. You smashed it, bubba.
Listen. What're you thinking bringing Roz up here?
This is what we call a bona fide singles party, do you get me?
- She's my fiancée. - Hey, Barry. Hey.
Châteauneuf-du-Pape, 1982. See what you think of that.
- Nice. - Come on. Let's go outside.
Oh, Santi. I've got a little idea for you, love.
- Who's that? - No idea.
So how many rooms is this?
I think it's eight. But I've only been in six.
I'm leasing it, and one of the rooms was locked...
[Santiago] But it's sort of a little bit weird.
[Gavin] It's a Euro-style bathing suit.
I don't think I'll wear it.
- Hey, monkey. - Hello.
- Where you been? - Introduce me to your friend?
Who, him? Jordana Garcia, Santiago Munez.
- She can't resist me. - I'll try.
Hi, Santiago.
Hi, how are you?
Hmm, Dolce?
Dolce, yes, yes.
Really good goal, eh?
Thanks, but I only played for seven minutes, so I wasn't...
Well, you must be really tired then?
Lovely ass. I want him.
- But I thought he had a girlfriend. - And who cares?
Roz. Hiya, darling. It's so great to see you.
Have you seen Santi?
I think he just popped upstairs with Gav.
- You look absolutely splendid. - Thank you.
- Can I get you a drink? - No. I'm going to find Santi.
- See you later. - See you.
There you are. I've been looking everywhere.
- Hi. - Roz, this is Jordana.
- Hello. - Hi.
He was telling me about your wedding. You're lucky.
- Not as lucky as he is. - True.
- Can we go in? It's a bit cold. - Yeah. Sure.
OK, then, you'll have to come on my TV show
before the other channels grab you, no?
Well, thanks, but I'm not into all that stuff.
Did you just say no to me?
You'll like it.
I've been cornered by Barry. It was disgusting.
He's such a lech. His hands were all over me.
She walked around without a top all night. She's a slut.
- Glad we're home. That was mad. - Gavino sure was in his element.
What did you think of that TV girl?
- TV girl? Who? - You know who I mean.
The one, "Did you just say no to me?" Her? Silly cow. Think she's hot?
Don't you pause! What do you mean? You just paused! You can't say yes.
She's OK. I think Gavino has a thing for her, actually.
- She definitely likes you. - I'm irresistible, what can I do?
I don't think so.
- What? - I could take you or leave you.
- I can change that. - Do you?
I think so, yeah.
Sant, why are we here?
This is our house.
- You've bought it? - Yeah, I did.
- Oh, you haven't. - Yeah. What do you think? Come.
Sant!
- Look. - Oh, my God, it's massive.
Look at the size of it. It's beautiful. It's amazing.
Oh, wow! I like the kitchen.
- It's great. - Yeah.
This house belonged to a very famous designer. What's his name?
Well, they say he's gonna be the next Versace.
A lot of the things inside and the furniture were designed by him.
- We have seven bedrooms... - Seven?
- Yeah. And seven bathrooms. Cheers. - Cheers.
- Do you like it? - Um... don't know what to say.
Santi! Santi! Sant!
[crowd yelling]
I'd like to talk for a second about this new arrival,
the Mexican Santiago Munez
who we see here entering this restaurant looking very handsome.
He's also a total fashion victim.
- He'll be worse in the future. - I really like his style.
Is he more Prada, or more Dolce?
Well, we'll have to keep an eye on him.
He'll be Dolce & Gabbana.
I'm betting on Prada.
I'm not sure his girlfriend will help much.
She looks pretty, if a bit pale but...
[# Juanes: La Camisa Negra]
[woman speaks Spanish]
[cellphone ringing]
- Hello. - [women speaking Spanish]
[woman] Hello, pet.
- Hey, Mom, how are you? - Oh, I'm fine.
Roz, you're in all the magazines over here.
- Are they new shoes you're wearing? - Yes, Mom.
- Were you talking to Victoria? - I don't even know her.
Oh, David's looking gorgeous.
- Listen, love. - Yes, Mom?
I think you need to let your hair down, pet. And, Roz...
What, Mom?
Well, you could do with a bit of a spray tan.
[music plays on TV]
[man speaks Spanish on TV]
...immobility...
- Darling, I'm trying to study. - You can study on the plane.
I can't. I've got to get this finished.
- But I won't see you for two weeks. - I know.
Please. Can you watch TV or something?
[speaking Spanish]
- It's me, you idiot. - [Gavin] It didn't sound like you.
- You busy? - I'm always busy, monkey.
I'm at the hotel and they're not letting us out.
It's a funny farm here. I'm locked up with a bunch of dimwits.
- You should feel at home. - [Gavin] Seriously.
How about sneaking in?
You could come up in one of them laundry baskets.
Not tonight. I need my beauty sleep. I look awful.
Ay, Jordana, Jordana.
Oh, shut it!
- Who else is there? - [Gavin] Íker, Guti,
- Iván, Munez. - Can you put Munez on?
Oi, Munez!
[both speaking Spanish]
Íker, grow up.
[laughing]
Yes. Santi speaking.
Hi, Santiago, yes.
The thing is, my producers are crazy about having you on the show.
and I told them that, as a personal favor, you would give me the exclusive.
Hm, I don't know.
You're not afraid, are you?
Hey!
Hey, Gavino! Open this! Hey! Please!
[man on TV] Another important UEFA Champions League night for Real Madrid.
Whoever you are in this competition, no matter how big or small,
it's vitally important...
You could pay someone to do that for you. Professionals.
I like doing it, Mom. Makes the place feel like home.
His head is bound to be full of a million different things right now.
- You should be one of them. - I've got to be here.
They need me down at the hospital. Even if I was, I couldn't see him.
He's locked in hotels most of the week.
What's the point of having this classy house if there's only you in it, pet?
I'm serious, love. It may only be a few hundred miles to Madrid,
but if you let it, it could become a world away.
[crowd cheering]
- What is that?! - [whistle blowing]
[crowd clapping in rhythm]
[blows whistle]
[crowd roaring]
[# Boy Kill Boy: Friday-Friday]
Nice shot!
[announcer speaking Spanish on TV]
[chattering in Spanish]
Enrique, clean the ashtrays.
No, I'm watching the football.
When they pay you to watch TV, you'll be loaded.
Until then, get up and work, like everybody else.
[all shouting]
[crowd roaring]
[man] Santiago Munez, super sub!
How long can the calls for a start be resisted by the manager?
[indistinct chattering]
- Good goal, man. - You OK?
Mr. Harris, what's going on with you? You were a disaster.
Are you ever going to score another goal?
Yeah. At this moment in time, I am a very bad player.
[men laughing]
Hey, coach?
- Munez. - Can I have a word?
Sure.
Well, I'm feeling great. I'm fit, I'm scoring goals,
and I think I'm ready to start a full game.
When you are ready to start, Munez,
I promise you, you'll be the first to know.
[cellphone rings]
[Santiago] Hey, baby. You won't believe what I just bought for us.
- Go on. - [Santiago] Guess. Come on!
[engine revving over phone]
- I don't know, Sant. - [Santiago] Come on, come on!
[sighs] I'm not really in the mood for games.
[Santiago] Lamborghini. White convertible Spyder. Different class.
Roz?
Mr. Ives died this morning.
I was gonna phone you, but I didn't want to bring you down.
- I'm sorry, baby. - I've got to go.
[# Feeder: Feeling a Moment]
Do you think Munez is ready for a full game?
I think it's too early.
Maybe you should think again.
What's wrong with you, man? Can't you see I almost killed you!
My name is Enrique, I'm your brother.
What?
My Mother married your Father,
Hernan Munez in Mexico.
The client's screaming down my throat. I don't know what I'll say.
Mr. Munez, I'm glad you could make it, sir.
Do you mind?
We're going straight through to the studio.
- How long will it take? - Not too long if we go straight though.
- Rolling. - 104, take 27.
And action!
That's why I go for Total Tofu every time.
The super food for the super sub. Yahh!
- Mmm. - Mmm.
All right, cut!
Great. That was great.
One more time, then, Santiago.
Did you do that?
- [indistinct chattering] - [cellphone rings]
Well, it says here you did, Phil.
- Santiago! - [Santiago] Hey, Glen.
These people are making a fool out of me, man.
- Who, Sant? - [Santiago] This commercial.
David Beckham gets Gillette, and I get freaking... tofu?
You got to start somewhere, Santiago. It's good money. You shouldn't complain.
[Santiago] It's disgusting!
You try eating it for five hours. Give me a break. Please.
- I'll have a word with... - You know what? I'm better than this.
- Jesus. - Was that Santiago?
Aye, it was.
[man 1] For the first time this season, Van der Merwe has a decision to make.
He's got Santi Munez and Gavin Harris,
and Gavin appears to have been on his holidays this season.
[man 2] You're talking five million for the boy.
At the moment, it doesn't look like he's worth a fiver to me.
- Hey. - Surprise!
I'm glad to see you.
Cheeky git. He just ran in front of the car?
There you go.
Are you all right? You look a bit in shock. Hey.
Come on, it'll be all right. Eat your dinner.
Well, did he say anything else?
No, nothing. When he threw that at me,
I was so freaked I just drove off. I couldn't breathe.
It might not be bad. You always talked about wanting to find her.
I know. But right now, I can't deal with it. In my head, she was gone forever.
She does really look like you.
[crowd cheering on TV]
[phone rings]
- Hey. - [woman] Santiago.
- Where did you get this? - [Santiago] Is it her, Grandma?
When you went to Spain, I worried this might happen.
Wait, you knew?
I couldn't tell you, Santiago. I didn't want to cause you pain.
My God. You didn't tell me?
- What gave you the right? - [Grandma] That woman left all of us.
She just walked away. Left your father in pieces.
But it's my choice. She's my mother.
[Grandma] She abandoned you. How can you forgive her for that?
OK, Grandma. Let me decide, please.
[sirens wailing]
Santi! Santi! Santi!
[beeps]
[crowd cheering]
Santi, you listening?
[man] It's a very big night for that young man.
Santiago Munez, for the first time since his move from Newcastle,
starts a game for Real Madrid.
Illustrious company alongside him, to say the least.
Just look at those names.
They tend to be feisty, these encounters between Real Madrid and Valencia.
It's Beckham forward early on.
He's picked out Munez. Raul alongside him,
but Munez goes for goal and glory himself.
Wanted the glory, but I don't think Raul's happy.
Perhaps he wanted that one squared.
Raul!
Ramos back to clear off the line.
David Beckham now.
Just about hooked away by Valencia. Under a bit of pressure here.
But now they can counter. Picked up by Vicente, taken down by Santi Munez.
Now Munez could be in real trouble here. He is! It's a red card.
Munez sent off on his first start for Real Madrid.
[man 2] Well, it's unbelievable, isn't it?
That's a man who's rusty. A late challenge.
He gave the referee nowhere to go. Vicente was really clipped down.
And it's a sad day for Munez.
[man 1] From dreams to nightmares for Santi Munez.
His first start, and now his first early bath.
Off comes Zinedine Zidane, and it's Gavin Harris who will come on.
Plenty of tackles flying in out there, and that's Guti.
Cañizares, what is he doing? Not just with his hair either.
This is not a typical Real Madrid game, is it?
The early sending-off has really set the tone for the match.
And another effort blocked away by Casillas.
And the follow-up just wide.
Down to ten men, it'll be very hard work for Real Madrid.
They have to get their passing game going. Beckham with a free kick.
Even he's not quite found his range tonight.
David Beckham with the cross.
Here's Gavin Harris! Goal for Real Madrid!
- [crowd roaring] - [man] And they lead one-nil!
The drought is over.
That's a goal poacher's goal. It was a great cross by Beckham.
Harris is there in the six-yard area doing what he does best,
and stoops to conquer.
[man] Real Madrid scraping home in the end, that late goal from Gavin Harris.
But Santiago Munez's moment of madness
very nearly cost them the game,
a red card he could have no excuse about.
[man 2] It was a poor foul, poor challenge, reckless.
The referee had no option, he had to go.
Gavin, this was your first goal in 17 games. How do you feel?
It's a great day. I'm very happy.
I'm going drinking with lots of girls.
Good night.
Hello, hothead.
Hello.
Look, I have the solution to all your problems.
Really?
Tequila, please.
And I need you on my show tomorrow
whilst you're still playing for Madrid.
You won't give up, will you?
What do you think?
[laughs]
[gasps]
Another?
Another please.
You started it. I didn't.
Do you need a ride?
No, thanks.
[laughs]
- Bye. - Bye.
Sant? Darling? Hey.
- Sweetheart, wake up. - Uh.
Hey. Come on, sleepyhead. Darling?
[gasps]
Look, I've brought you breakfast. Do you want some juice?
You've been asleep for ages. Here.
- Sant. - Why didn't you wake me up?
- I tried. You were dead to the world. - Try harder!
- I told you to wake me up! - I tried...
You stupid? I'm gonna miss the team plane!
I'm not stupid. I'm not an alarm clock!
- Hi. Trondheim, first class. - OK. I'll see what I can do.
- More champagne, sir? - Yes, please.
Excuse me. I got it, I got it.
Excuse me. Sorry.
Sorry. Sorry about the peanuts.
It's been a good one, Santi.
The coach sends his apologies for not coming to greet you
but I know he's very keen to see you.
Please! What is he doing?
[sneezes]
Warm up.
Welcome to Norway.
- Not such a great day, son. - Hey.
I got a call from the boss. There'll be repercussions. Hefty fine probably.
Nil-nil and he had me sitting on my freezing ass for 90 minutes.
He's the coach, son. He calls the shots.
He's sending a message. You should listen.
Don't patronize me. I'm doing commercials for goddamn tofu
- and you're fixing cars in Newcastle. - I'm always there for you, son.
Well, I need someone full-time in Madrid to support me off the pitch.
Well, perhaps this is where I get off.
It's been a great ride, Santi.
It's been a privilege.
Your plate's getting so full so fast, watch what falls off the edge.
Roz?
I don't know what you're saying, but I love it.
I don't know what you're saying, but I do love it.
- Careful! - [laughing]
Come on, open up.
Come on, open.
Come on, open, we're peeing ourselves.
[makes hissing sound]
Come on, open up.
Um, girls? I'm going to have to take you home.
What?
Where do you live?
[buzzing]
[buzzing continues]
I'm coming!
- Any room at the inn? - Gavino?
You're a diamond.
So how long you gonna need to stay?
- Quite a while, I'd imagine. - As long as you need, man.
The vineyard was a scam.
Barry? Not a very good agent.
Hey, Santi! Where's the milk?!
Would sir like one lump or two with his tea?
- I don't know why she's so angry. - You can understand.
I mean, she's up there all alone in that big house.
You're out with dark-haired beauties.
But I'm not out with dark-haired Spanish beauties.
No, I'm just saying, you know, she can only imagine the worst, can't she?
Yeah. But I've never given her any reason to imagine the worst.
[Gavin] Yeah, I know.
But you're an international Latin sex symbol.
She knows how many girls have got your photo on the wall.
[Santiago] That's part of the job. She could try to understand.
I don't know. I'll talk to her during the Christmas break.
Ow! Ah!
Stop mucking about. You Latinos are always diving.
- I can't. It really hurts. - What, you serious?
- Yeah! It really hurts. - Ah!
[grunts] Ow!
Don't worry about it, man, I'm sure it's nothing.
You're not to set foot outside of this facility or your home.
But I have travel plans for the Christmas break, coach.
You're going nowhere.
Do we have an understanding?
I hope so.
I don't understand. Why are they keeping you there? You can't do any training.
They pay me. They call the shots. I cannot change that.
- It's not fair. You promised. - Why don't you come here?
All the times I've been to Madrid, you've not come home.
Not set foot in Newcastle. This is another excuse.
You can't call Glen, you sacked him.
I'm getting sick of it!
Baby, it's out of my hands. I'm sorry.
Look, I don't want to speak to you right now, OK?
There, there, Roz, pet. Have a nice glass of champagne.
[baby cooing]
- Thanks. - It's a shame Santi couldn't be here.
He's probably partying with them Galacticos in Spain.
Look at the size of this bad boy.
[chattering in Spanish]
Let's see if you can guess what this is.
It isn't easy.
It's the original Champions League ball.
I miss you too, Gran.
You watching The Great Escape?
What, Steve McQueen? I know, he's a dish.
OK. Big kiss.
Bye.
Merry Christmas.
[indistinct chattering]
[Roz on answering machine] If you leave a message, we'll call you back.
Hey, it's me.
I can't believe we're not together on New Year's Eve.
Remember the party last year?
Jamie told me that was the night Keanu was conceived.
I don't know how he can remember, but...
Hey, listen, I love you.
I miss you.
Well, happy New Year.
[applause]
[# Sugababes: Push the Button]
[indistinct chattering]
Hey, Sant. Sant.
[women scream]
Come on.
[all] Oh!
- Who was that?! - Him!
I've heard there's a tradition in Spain which involves...
...having a grape for every...
Hang on. Hang on. Don't be greedy.
...having a grape for every single dong when it goes on the...
You want some as well? OK.
Oh, dear, what's it gonna sound like? Aunt Annie?
So you have one grape for every dong when it goes.
So we've got four minutes and...
[counting down in Spanish]
[cheering]
What?
I didn't say anything.
No, but you were looking at me like that. With a look.
- No, I wasn't. - Nothing happened.
OK.
Nothing happened.
Do you think I look like him?
Yes, yes, I see it now.
Really?
Your face and his ass.
Hey!
- No! - [glass shatters]
[laughing]
- [grunts] - [speaking Spanish]
You've broken my window.
Enrique, I'm telling your Mother.
[grunts]
Idiot!
[# Muchachito Bombo Infierno: Cogelo]
Need a ride?
OK.
Well, where do you live?
Straight ahead.
Hey! Yey, yey, yey.
Who's she?
My girlfriend.
Leave it.
Nice.
Don't break them.
- Do you like football? - Yes.
So tell me about your mother.
What is she saying, what is she doing?
Well, she's a drag but I keep away from her.
Leave it, man.
Hey, Mr. Bunderguey,
will you give me a tryout?
Wait, you're calling the coach!
Do you want me to get in trouble? What's your problem?
I don't have anything. I live in poverty,
and my parents work all day
to save the business
but I have a brother who's an idiot
and who does nothing for me.
What's in the bag?
Nothing, my things.
Enrique!
[chattering in Spanish]
Where did you get that?
My brother gave it to me.
You know we can't be part of his life.
But he's my brother, why do I have to keep him a secret?
Because in this house you do as I say!
I shouldn't have told you.
Forget about him.
You're not part of his world.
[sobbing]
[# La Excepción: Chacho]
[crowd roaring]
[grunts]
[crowd roaring]
They decided to keep you on till Santi's fit?
Piss off, you nonce.
Santi. You given up that little nurse for Jordana?
What did you say? What did you say?
You going to show your Mexican temper?
- Come on, leave it. - Yeah? Yeah?
Don't get me wrong. I'm just saying.
Is it true? Did you fly all the way down here for this?
I hope he makes it worth it, that's all.
[# Trademark: Toe the Line]
I wouldn't be too sure.
Why you calling me?
Who, me?
You called me three times. Look.
Hey, Salgado, bring a couple of birds.
I'm in the white Lamborghini.
What's wrong?
Where's my Lambo?
The keys, man?
In the glove compartment.
Hey! Enrique! Hey!
Enrique!
Follow that car!
- The Lamborghini? - Yes, follow it!
- Like in the movies? - Step on it!
These crooks.
No, it's my brother.
Oh, he's your brother?
What's he doing?
[tires screeching]
Enrique! Enrique!
[grunting]
To the hospital!
[camera clicking]
Hey, a doctor!
Straight ahead, straight ahead.
[woman speaking Spanish on PA]
Is he OK? Is he conscious?
Yes.
And so, you simply lost control?
I told you my phone rang, I got distracted.
I shouldn't have answered it.
Who was the boy with you?
The son of a friend of mine. I've already told you that too.
Calm down.
And how much alcohol did you say that you had consumed?
Come on! Get up! Get up!
Come on!
- Get up! - It just gets better and better!
Come on, get up!
Get up!
[officers speaking Spanish]
[camera clicks]
[speaking Spanish]
I'm just doing my job.
He chucked my camera and my glasses.
You write that down. Yeah?
It's my stuff. I'm just doing my job.
[phone ringing]
- Hello? - [Santiago] Hey.
- I'm sorry for calling so late. - What's up?
[Santiago] I'm in a little bit of trouble here.
- Actually, I really messed up. - What have you done?
I hit a photographer.
They've arrested me.
- Where are you? You OK? - Yeah, yeah, I'm OK.
- I'm not your agent anymore, remember? - [Santiago] I know. I just...
I don't deserve this, man. I really don't. I'm sorry.
Don't apologize to me, save it for those that need it.
You're not a kid anymore, you're a grown man.
You've earned a lot of praise on the pitch.
It's time to earn some respect in the real world, where it matters.
OK, I'm not coming out. You're on your own.
[indistinct chattering in Spanish]
[speaking Spanish]
- Roz? - Mm-hm.
- Did you know about this? - About what?
It's everywhere.
[cellphone ringing]
[beeps]
- [Santiago] Hey. - How could you?
You didn't even have the wit to do it in private. You had to flaunt it.
What are you talking about?
You're in all the magazines, Sant, with that girl.
Magazines? What girl?
Is she why you couldn't come home? How long's it been going on?
No! You're getting it wrong. The press twists all that stuff.
It's in front of me. I can see what you've been doing. Stop lying.
- [Santiago] I'm not. - If that's the type of girl you want,
you can have her. It's fine, I don't care.
You've made a fool out of me, Santi.
I don't deserve this.
[phone beeps]
[# 3 Doors Down: Here Without You]
[sobbing]
- [man speaking Spanish] - [groans]
[continues speaking Spanish]
[phone ringing]
[Santiago] Please, Roz, call me back. I need to talk to you. OK?
Bye.
[phone ringing]
[man] Goalless after the first leg of this Champions League semi-final
back at the Stade de Gerland. Now attention switches to the Bernabéu.
Gavin Harris on the ball now.
He's really improved his form lately. Great quick feet again.
Robinho. Strong and powerful himself.
Gavin Harris getting forward well.
[yelling]
[man] The stakes could not be higher in this Spanish capital.
[whistle blows]
[man] In comes Beckham's cross. Harris could be in. Oh, Gavin Harris!
[crowd roaring]
Yeahhh!
Nice shot!
[man] Gavin Harris is enjoying life at the moment.
The Bernabéu rises to salute Gavin Harris. He's done his job out there.
A player at the top of his game. And on comes Munez.
Two months out injured. Five minutes to show his worth.
He'll be looking for an early touch and he does well.
Munez looking sharp. Immediately into the action.
And just wide.
Munez has opened it up for himself.
And Munez scores! Now they are heading for the final.
What a finish. Let it run with his front foot
through the legs. Around the corner, a textbook finish into the far side.
- It was touch-and-go tonight. - They had us pinned for the first 45.
Those Lyon boys will be sick 'cause it's a game of two halves.
And it ain't over till the fat lady sings. So that's football, isn't it?
Do you think you'll play in the final or will the coach choose Santiago?
[all chattering in Spanish]
You played a fantastic game, got Real Madrid into the final. How do you feel?
I'm just glad we made it. It's all there to play for now.
You're buddies. It's putting pressure on your friendship.
We're a team. But first we're friends. Thanks.
[cameras clicking]
[engine starting]
[men chattering in Spanish]
[photographers groaning]
[whistles]
Nice one, friends.
I'm off!
All right.
Thanks.
Take care.
Thank you.
[kids chattering]
Excuse me...
...have you seen this person?
No.
Thanks.
Have you...?
You'll get it tomorrow.
Watch out someone's coming, see you tomorrow.
Hey, man.
Have you seen this woman?
No.
You know, that's a really nice watch.
I might know where she works.
Isn't that...?
I think so.
Can I help you?
Is Rosa here?
Rosa.
Rosa, come out for a minute please.
What's going on?
I'm sorry, gents, were closing.
I've just ordered, man.
What are you saying? We've just ordered.
That's it for today, the next one's on us.
Please, please see you tomorrow.
We're open as usual tomorrow.
Santiago.
[crying]
[gasps] Miguel.
This is my son.
Why did you go? Why did you leave us?
It's...
It's a little hard to explain.
It had nothing to do with any of you.
It had everything to do with us.
I abandoned you.
I was walking home late one night.
And... two men attacked me.
One of them was your uncle.
I... managed to get home.
I knew then that I could never tell your father what happened.
And I panicked.
And I ran away.
Well, yeah, but not even a call? To explain?
Santiago,
I came back three weeks later and you were all gone.
And no one could tell me where my family had disappeared to.
And those who could wouldn't. But it was too late.
You had left Mexico.
When I saw you on the television,
I wanted to get in touch with you so much.
But I was sure that you wished me dead.
How could you think that?
I was angry. My dad was angry.
He actually died full of anger at you, at everything. At the world.
He loved you very much.
Forgive me.
Everything's going to be OK, you'll see.
[yells in Spanish]
[laughing]
[continues yelling in Spanish]
Enrique, Enrique, look who's coming.
Can I play?
Of course.
[chattering, laughing]
Who's that?
It's Enrique's brother.
Goal! Yeah!
[all cheering]
- What the hell are you doing? - Oh, nothing.
I've been getting rashes on my face from some sort of allergies or something
- and this keeps it away. - You have a rash on your face?
Well, it's just a little irritation.
That's weird, man.
Um, you know what? I'm gonna be honest with you here.
I'm getting wrinkles.
It's not a rash, I'm just getting wrinkles. That's all.
What?
I've got creaky legs, I'm getting wrinkles.
My contract's up at the end of the season.
So I just thought I should do whatever I can. Do you know what I mean?
'Cause I'm not yet sure what I'm gonna do when I'm done playing.
So you're putting face pack on to extend your contract?
Well, not really.
I mean... kind of.
Wow.
Well, tell me when you're done here. OK?
Yeah, OK. I'll see you later, yeah?
Yeah.
Grandma! Mail from Santi!
- Who is that? - That's your mother and stepbrother.
Boss?
Listen, I'm in a meeting. I have to call you back.
OK.
What is it?
Are you starting me in the final?
Keep me on the bench.
Play Gavino. Please.
If he plays well in the final he could make the World Cup team for England.
[chattering]
[laughs]
[chattering, chuckling]
[Roz on machine] If you leave a message, we'll call you back.
[Santiago] Hey, it's me. You know I'm not good at this,
but before I go out tonight and play the biggest game of my life,
I wanted to call you because I need you to hear me out.
[rain pattering]
Everything has turned inside out since I came here.
And all this money...
...I don't need it. Without you it's nothing.
I finally met my mom.
It's still hard to take in. It'll take a long time.
But I think it might be fine now.
I won't make excuses for what I've done. All I can say
is I'm just so sorry for treating you like I did and for pushing you away.
I've been a total jerk.
I know I took my eye off the ball, but I want to make things right.
I love you. Please call me.
And, well, let me know if I can see you.
I just want a second chance.
[up-beat music playing]
[chattering]
Gentlemen. I'm proud of you.
You made it.
The Champions League final.
I don't want you to forget why you're here.
I want you to play as if you have nothing to lose.
Forget the money. Forget the press. Forget the cameras.
Forget everything. Enjoy.
[man] This is it, quite simply the biggest club game on the planet.
Champions League final.
Real Madrid against Arsenal and it's in the Bernabéu.
Real Madrid feeling it's destiny to get their name on this trophy
yet again in their own back yard. What a galaxy of stars we've got on show here.
[man 2] So many match winners on show, Bill. I wonder which one will be the one
to take that trophy home. Will it be Thierry Henry, Fàbregas, or TJ Harper?
Look at Real Madrid, so many fine players:
Beckham, Zidane, and, of course, the in-form Gavin Harris.
You listen to me. You watch yourself.
[man 1] It was the goals from Munez and Harris
which got Real Madrid to the final,
but only Harris has his place in the starting line-up. Munez on the bench.
Glory within touching distance for footballers of Arsenal and Real Madrid.
We're under way at the Bernabéu.
Gavin Harris with a little touch, he's given it to Harper.
Harper breaking clear for Arsenal in the first minute. Down he goes.
- Ahh! - [whistle blows]
[man 1] The referee gives a penalty!
[man 2] Oh, no. Pen.
I can't believe Harris was suckered into that. A yellow to boot.
He lost possession to TJ Harper, tried to get it back. Gave away the foul.
I'm not so sure, Bill. That wasn't a pen to me.
[man 1] TJ Harper will step up and take it.
Looking for the dream start for Arsenal.
One-nil!
[man 2] He may have dived for the penalty
and suckered Harris, but what a penalty.
Casillas had no chance. Low down to the keeper's left, the perfect pen.
[man 1] The dream final for Real Madrid has started to turn into a nightmare.
Arsenal have hit the ground running.
This is José Antonio Reyes for Thierry Henry!
[man 2] Whoa, should have scored, Thierry Henry.
Good jump, should have gone back across the keeper.
Great cross from Reyes, super shape. Should be two-nil.
[man 1] The stars of Real Madrid are being eclipsed by North Londoners.
Henry for Reyes. Casillas again providing a vital save for Real Madrid.
[man 2] He's saving the Galacticos at the moment.
The Arsenal youngsters are the ones rising to the occasion.
[man 1] Forward for Arsenal again. It's wave after wave of Gunners attacks.
It's Freddie Ljungberg here. And out comes Casillas.
Man of the match for Real Madrid in this first half, he really has been.
Real Madrid saved, really, by the halftime whistle.
It's been a torrid first 45 minutes. Change is surely afoot at halftime.
Munez, go warm up. You go on.
Whoo! Hey, lady! Aw, is she upset?
Do you want to go? Because I'll tell you, I will destroy you!
Leave it. He's not worth it. Easy, easy, easy.
One-nil!
TJ made you look like an idiot.
I know, boss. Look, I know what you'll say...
Here's what I want you to do. Push forward.
I'm bringing in Santi. You'll play him behind.
Now get the hell out there and show me some cojones.
[man 1] Here's the change, but it's not quite as we thought.
On comes Munez, but he's gonna come on to partner Gavin Harris.
[man 2] I don't think Arsenal pre-empted this one.
I wonder how it'll work. They have to strike up understanding quickly.
[man 1] Not since Newcastle days have they lined up together.
It's tantalizingly close now for Arsenal.
Just 45 minutes away from winning the European Cup
for the first time in their history.
Fàbregas finds Henry. This is a strong, purposeful, excellent run from Henry.
It's majestic!
And it's two-nil to Arsenal.
[drumbeat]
[man 1] King Henry for Arsenal.
The captain leads them one step closer to European glory
and Real Madrid have another nail in their coffin.
Where's Beckham? Where's Ronaldo? Where's Raul? Where's Gavin Harris?
The big names have to start stepping up for Real Madrid.
Here comes Henry again.
Goodness, he's in the mood. So are his team-mates.
Cleared, but back for Thierry Henry. Can he get another here, Henry?
Goes to ground, it's come to Fàbregas. But it's come to nothing.
[man 2] I wonder when Real Madrid will get started.
It's all Arsenal, two-nil up and looking like they could go further ahead.
[man 1] A rare Real Madrid attack. Zidane.
Beckham wants it, left-hand side. Ronaldo.
All names we've seen too little of so far.
Here is Ronaldo, but Lehmann got there first.
Arsenal with this run of clean sheets in this road to the final.
Looks like a road that will end with glory for them.
- Robert Pires now. - Clear it, clear it!
[man 1] Again, it's Casillas.
[man 2] And if it wasn't for Casillas, I think it could've been a bit of a rout.
Very embarrassing for Real Madrid.
[man 1] Plenty of furrowed brows amongst the all-stars of Real Madrid,
and in this bumper crowd at the Bernabéu.
TJ Harper, who started the ball rolling for Arsenal,
sees Cicinho, forward for Real Madrid. Arsenal have it back.
Aliaksandr Hleb, teed up for Thierry Henry.
Real Madrid just can't get a foothold in this game.
Here comes Freddie Ljungberg. He's brought down!
It's gonna be another penalty to Arsenal. It is!
[man 2] Real Madrid defense can't cope with Thierry Henry.
Took it down in one touch. Turned, just Freddie Ljungberg behind the back four.
And no doubt about it, it was a foul and it was a penalty.
[man 1] Things are getting worse for Real Madrid, and if this goes in,
three-nil and echoes of that Barcelona defeat last season.
[man 2] And surely if TJ Harper hits the target and scores,
it's all over for Real Madrid.
[man 1] Saved! Onto the bar! Casillas does his bit for Real Madrid again.
Munez looking for Harris. He's the furthest man upfield.
Arsenal have been caught out here. Too many men committed forward.
Gavin Harris, on his own, going for goal!
Real Madrid are back in this final!
[man 2] What an extraordinary turn of events. Arsenal disappointed.
It hits the bar, it bounds out to Munez,
and in one swoop, a ball up front to Harris,
a superb dip and volley over Lehmann.
[man 1] Four minutes. Four very long minutes for Arsenal,
four very short ones for Real Madrid.
Maybe, just maybe, they can get back into this game. Beckham.
He's picked out Harris. Munez wants it.
Finally, they start to combine. It's Munez.
Lehmann tips it onto the bar.
[man 2] What a save that was. Reflexes from Lehmann, a volley from Munez.
At last, Harris and Munez really linking up with each other.
These two can play together.
[man 1] The clock ticks on. Gravesen looks forward for Real Madrid.
Arsenal, for the first time in the match, under pressure.
Here's Cicinho.
They know, Arsenal, they are in a match now.
[man 2] Gravesen urging his team-mates.
He knows how important it is, and the game can still be won.
[man 1] Beckham's corner.
Lehmann punches clear.
[man 2] Lehmann's had problems with crosses,
but there he's really confident and elects to punch.
[man 1] Into stoppage time we go. Two minutes at the end
of this Champions League final.
Roberto Carlos with a high-lofted ball.
Desperation time, really, for Real Madrid.
[crowd roaring]
[man 1] The super sub with a super goal! Two-two!
Arsenal's shell-shocked. The Bernabéu is rocking.
They really believe they could win this final now.
They've scored once in stoppage time. Can they do it again?
Guti. Harris with the touch on.
Here comes Santiago Munez, brought down.
Free kick, Real Madrid.
If there's anyone you'd want in this situation, it's David Beckham.
Cometh the moment, cometh the man.
It's Beckham to win the Champions League for Real Madrid.
[man 1] Beckham!
- It's looking good! It's in! - [crowd roaring]
David Beckham has done it for Real Madrid!
They are European champions!
[man 2] The most incredible finish in a Champions League final you'd ever see.
[man 1] Beckham with the winning goal, Real Madrid with the winning habit!
They were down and out at two-nil. They've come back into it.
And it's those three who have led them to European glory.
[# Feeder: Feeling a Moment]