El Presidente

ZÜRICH, SWITZERLAND JULY 27, 2015

Dear passengers, next station: Zurich Landesmuseum.

Please disembark on the right.

Be mindful of the gap while getting off.

Thank you for choosing us.

We're looking forward to seeing you again soon.

Good evening. Please spread your arms out.

You have to be patient, Sepp. Like I always say.

I told you. Everything passes.

Kind of weak on catering, isn't it?

Doctor, don't complain. Did you bring any gifts for the family?

You're not a gift. Get out of there.

And the Swiss?

Did he say anything? The only Swiss guy who's late.

Well, then we have to see who gets the position, don't we?

Well, I should be the first in line, shouldn't I?

You're the third vice-president, you should be second.

Yes, but what about the generational replacement?

Well, that's what your wife is crying out for. Fresh meat.

Welcome to my wake.

EVERYTHING PASSES

At the Argentine Football Association's premises,

from which I always said I would be taken out feet first.

I lived for 82 years.

I went through a war, three Popes, 15 presidents.

The era of Maradona, the era of Messi.

I'm so sorry.

And those who were laughing a while ago, and now seem to be crying,

are some of the people who helped me run the soccer business for half my life.

Sergio. Don't make a scene. We haven't come for that.

Not today, Nené, please.

Of course the players are the real stars,

but they have a short shelf life. They are the essence of soccer.

We are simply... the owners.

$ERGIO JADUE PRE$IDENT OF CHILEAN SOCCER

These scavengers you see here

are the presidents of the South American Soccer Confederation .

Let's make sure we understand each other.

Here in South America, being the president of a soccer association

is worth as much as being the president of a Republic.

Sometimes, a little more.

Sergio!

Sergio, aren't you going with them?

The death of Julio Grondona

brings to an end a 35-year term

as head of the Argentine Football Association

JULIO HUMBERTO GRONDONA RIP

and 26 as the vice-president of FIFA.

They say, "Dead dogs don't bite,"

but that's not going to be the case, you'll see...

Don Julio has passed through this world

leaving an indelible mark.

Let's say goodbye to this brother who has...

The first rules of soccer were written in 1863

W. PARIANI GRONDONA FAMILY

and are as old as these mausoleums.

But what interests these people, who are so distressed,

are the new rules...

which, modesty aside, I invented.

This could be the typical story of a boy who is discovered on the streets

and ends up conquering the world.

But you've seen that story 20 times already.

This is the story of all those who ride on that kid's coattails

so that the ball never stops spinning and earning.

When a great player appears, it's like an oil well.

You have to exploit him until the last drop,

because fans only want to see his idol.

MORALES THE GREAT

And while they enjoy watching this beautiful sport,

there's a parallel world that never stops invoicing.

Passion always is on the border of madness

and soccer is passion.

Every goal generates millions and we package it

so that you can enjoy your idol to the fullest.

Yes, you. All of you at home.

-Who is your favorite player? -Morales.

-Morales. -Morales.

There goes the ball.

It was the TV that allowed the fan to become a customer.

Without TV, companies would not have

invested a penny in our beautiful sport.

TV rights for matches make up almost half of FIFA's revenue.

A mere $2,484,000,000 every four years.

Not bad for a non-profit organization.

We make sure that each confederation gets as much money as possible,

and then everyone enjoys it as they wish.

And how do we achieve this?

Very easily, by raising our hands and voting.

...and knowing Don Julio and his passion,

I'm convinced that being up there

won't stop him from watching his games...

JO$EPH BLATTER FIFA PRE$IDENT

The boss was late.

...I'm sure he's watching us right now...

Sergio, what's wrong with you?

If you keep whining, those vultures are going to leave us with nothing.

Now, Nené. Give me some space.

You're going to make me regret bringing you.

Bringing me?

That's right.

...to express themselves through sport

and unite the people who comprise it,

consolidating the foundation of a club

that reaches international levels...

In this environment, the best thing that can happen to you

is to be underestimated, not to be seen coming.

Like this guy, Sergio Jadue,

current president of the Chilean Soccer Confederation.

THE PAST LA CALERA - CHILE

La Calera is playing for promotion,

what an important game with great tension.

The fans are arriving en masse at the stadium.

What an important opportunity for La Calera...

Bravo, Mr. President! God bless you!

God bless the players, because they're the ones who have to win, Father!

I'll wait for you in the box!

Habibi.

Hey, hey.

You're going to break with tradition, today of all days?

Get out of here, man! See you after the game.

Hang in there, Cementeros. Hold on, Calerans.

Mr. President, we'll win today.

And tomorrow our lives will change, that's what I'm telling you, as a Caleran.

Our president, Don Sergio Jadue, has already taken his place in the box.

Greetings to him and his distinguished family.

Forward, Calerans. Forward!

Here comes Casals, look out, ladies and gentlemen.

Casals is coming through.

He's going for the ball, but slows down, ladies and gentlemen.

He was completely clear. Incredible.

I'd have thought you'd be at the stadium, Mrs. Faty?

No, I get too nervous.

I get nervous, too.

Come on, Chechito, let's go.

Run, asshole!

Attention, Caleran public, at this half time...

Sergio!

Where are you going with that?

Where have you been?

Collecting the takings. Where else would I be?

We're losing.

What are you going to do?

What do you mean? I'm going to beat the crap out of those assholes.

Look at you, you're acting like a caveman.

Get a grip, man. You're not thinking straight.

What do you think will happen if you walk into the dressing room like that?

Those idiots will listen to me.

There are more than 15 of them. And they're in great shape.

Do you hear all those people out there, Sergio?

Today is the day. Everything we went through,

so many years of suffering, my love, will have paid off if we win today.

We're outgrowing this place.

Today is the most important day in the life

of all these people who only settle for this.

But not for me.

For me, it's the beginning of the life we have dreamt of,

that we deserve, not the one we've got.

Now get in that fucking dressing room and put things in order.

But use your head, you're the president.

What the hell are you doing?

We're playing for a promotion today,

and you're just walking around the pitch, assholes?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Take it down a notch, Jadue, come on, huh?

This club is a disaster, brother, every little bit of it.

You didn't even bring a new ball to practice.

You want mystique? Here you have mystique,

look, ten inches of mystique, rich and potent.

Checks are bouncing, you know about that?

I didn't know about the checks, okay?

Nobody told me the checks were bouncing. Why didn't anybody tell me?

You didn't know anything? We called you, like, 14 times.

Busy, answering machine... I'm sick and tired of that ringtone.

Did you call my new number? This number is new.

My son broke my cell phone just last week, and I have a new number.

Hey, all these years of sacrifice,

of fighting to get back into the First Division...

And you're going to throw it all away because of money, man?

I find that rather unsportsmanlike.

Stop it, Jadue, stop it, brother.

Enough with the theater, nobody believes you here, that's it.

It's simple, if you don't pay, I'm pulling back and you don't get promoted, eh?

Cut the bullshit, I'll play at half speed, you won't get promoted.

And I'm not the only one, huh?

The $20,000 I owe you, first thing Monday morning, in writing.

Take my car keys as collateral.

On Monday.

Are we good, then? Okay? Are we good? Let's get on with it, shall we?

Come on, Cementeros. Come on, Cementeros...

Come on, guys! Go, go, go, go!

Cementeros, Cementeros. Come on, Cementeros.

Blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death, amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

Goal! Goal! Goal, motherfucker! Goal!

Come on, motherfucking Cementeros! Goal!

We're back! Yes, sir, we're back in the First Division!

Calera's back! Calera's back in the First Division!

Calera's back in the First Division! It's incredible!

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