The Kingdom (El Reino)

A NETFLIX SERIES

"The old world is dying, the new world struggles to be born.

In this chiaroscuro, monsters are born." Antonio Gramsci.

DAMAGE CONTROL

You're checking me, aren't you?

What?

I haven't done anything in ages.

I know.

We still have time to think it through, you know?

There's nothing to think about.

Do you think I can be a good mother, Julio?

The best.

Well, then, tell me what's keeping you awake.

I've got a rough day ahead of me.

I don't understand why you keep doing this.

I mean, you know it's just for show.

-I owe it to your father. -You owe him nothing.

I owe him everything.

When's it ever going to end?

If all goes well...

it ends today.

I can't stand that we've got to hide as if we're a couple of young kids.

Where are you coming from?

What, Mom? You're checking on me even in the bathroom?

The bathroom's that way.

Yes. I went to that one and it reeks.

What's that?

A silly accident at the temple. Tonight of all nights.

Hm.

A little makeup and no one will notice.

Let's pray.

Emilio, you told me you'd get Julio out of here.

And I will.

When, exactly?

When all this is over.

But right now, I need him around.

It better happen soon.

Promise me, Emilio.

Promise you?

There's no need for promises between us.

I need your word.

I promise.

Blessed be Jesus Christ our Lord.

For the flame, for the wind.

By those who fly, for those who crawl.

For the serpent, for the eye.

For the back, for the whip.

For the flame, for the wind.

By those who fly, for those who crawl.

For the serpent, for the eye.

For the back, for the whip.

For the flame, for the wind.

For those who fly, for those who crawl.

For the serpent, for the eye.

For the back, for the whip.

Come on. It's a shark.

Ulises, yours are there.

-Come on. Pick up, asshole. -Armando!

-Give me that. -Get it yourself.

-Mom. -Mom, please.

-Thank you. That's very nice. -Morning.

I'd like a coffee with a bit of cream, please.

You read this before sending it to me?

-Which one? -The pastor's speech.

Read it quick. What matters is your speech.

"Armando Badajoz for president."

Yes, that's what I'm talking about.

For my speech to work, we can't have him spewing that kind of--

Do you like it?

I'm not hungry.

-Read it, please. -Okay.

-Come on. -No way.

-Give me that. -I said, no.

Yes, the stuff about Christ being above the republic. A bit much.

-This isn't helping me, Rubén. -Shh. Shh.

He'll push voters away with that kind of rhetoric.

Delete the portions I highlighted.

Honestly, I think it's a bit late to make any edits.

Excuse me?

You're the one who picked this guy as my running mate.

You assured me that I'd be in control, he'd ring the bell in the Senate.

And that's it. Well, make sure he rings the bell.

I wanna ring the bell.

Very well.

-I'll see you this afternoon at the rally. -Mm-hm.

I wouldn't have thought you'd be part of this whole circus.

And you?

I bet some people are wondering where you are.

Look at the time.

Good afternoon.

SECURITY

Credentials, please.

You have to be very quiet. We're gonna wait right here.

Julio Clamens. I need to know where he is, please.

The time of making promises is over

and we need to take action against blatant corruption.

It's our only chance to instigate real change

and to move closer to a better future.

Do you have water?

-No, but let me get you some. -Please.

No, thank you.

Elena.

It's bewildering, the amount of alcohol around.

Okay, I'll deal with it.

Excuse me. Get rid of the alcohol.

-We don't want any of it. Is that clear? -Yes.

All the booze needs to go.

Hey.

-All good? -Yes.

-Need anything? -No, no. I'm fine.

The crowd is expecting the imminent arrival

of presidential candidate Armando Badajoz

and his running mate Emilio Vázquez Pena--

Come on!

All together!

PARTISAN MASS OR CAMPAIGN CLOSURE?

JESUS' REDEEMING LIGHT

Rubén?

-Yes, I know. -You've got to get rid of that banner.

It's not possible.

Then make sure no one sees it.

I don't want any of the cameras to focus on it

because that is not what we want.

This is our last rally.

That banner cannot be what makes the headlines tomorrow.

-You understand? -Yes. Absolutely.

Yeah, well...

Rubén?

The pastor's speech was taken care of, I hope?

Almost.

Don't yank my chain, Rubén.

-Relax, everything will be fine. -It better be.

Church of corruption!

Church of corruption!

The Church of corruption! The Church of corruption!

THE CHURCH OF CORRUPTION

Church of corruption!

Motherfucker.

More makeup?

I never imagined a pastor would need so much makeup

to uh, to spread the gospel.

Any other pastor may not,

but someone like me in the era of HD?

No makeup, no miracles.

Speaking of miracles, Rubén, come here!

Could you tell the pastor what you told me about his speech?

I'll leave you to it.

-Emilio. -Yes?

Your speech is excellent. It's spot on.

But since this is going live,

and the broadcasters are uptight about time, we need to shorten it a bit.

-I was thinking-- -Take it to Julio.

-But it's three or four minutes with all-- -Take it to Julio.

-Where are you, Julio Clamens? -Oh, sweetheart.

What is it? There's no need to raise your voice, darling.

Julio's not here.

But there's Pablo, Magdalena, Oscar and me.

What do you need?

I need Julio.

Is there anything at all we can do to help?

There are many things you can help me with,

but I need to finalize my speech right now with my good friend Osorio.

And for that, I need Julio. He's worked on it for weeks.

Sure, but since the right man's not around, I'll take care of it.

Follow me, please. Come on.

Go with her.

Or find Julio. I have no idea where he could be.

Well, me neither.

The job he's got to do isn't so hard.

Find me Julio Clamens. Tell him to come backstage right now.

Dad, don't treat me like an idiot.

I know damn well you're the one who sent these people to mess things up.

I'm no fool. Hey!

No, no, they're not my people nor Badajoz's!

You sent these people, and I swear you'll regret this!

Take my word for it. This isn't over. You hear me?

I can't reach Julio.

Don't worry about it. Give me what you did with Elena.

Anyway, I don't really read. I'll wing it like my sermons.

-Yes, but this is precisely-- -I'm ready.

What about you, Mr. Future President?

I am too.

My esteemed VP. Let's go.

Come on, everyone. Gather round.

CHRIST SAVES

Elena!

Elena.

Ah.

For your protection.

God bless.

Thank you.

-Father. -Yes. Yes, Pablo.

Thank you.

God bless you, Dad.

God bless. I love you.

-Good luck, Emilio. -Yes. Thank you.

All set?

Of course.

Wait. One minute.

The chief of security is coming with instructions.