Maradona, Blessed Dream (Maradona: Sueño bendito)

INSPIRED BY TRUE EVENTS. SOME ELEMENTS WERE FICTIONALIZED.

ANY SIMILARITY WITH ACTUAL PEOPLE IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

BLESSED DREAM

CAPTAIN

Internal divisions due to the leadership dispute

between Maradona and Passarella.

Lack of confidence after a miraculous qualification.

Discouragement due to the terrible results in the last friendly matches.

A coach who doesn't know what he is playing for.

We don't know why some players are here.

Some of them are not even starters for their clubs,

and, even worse, the star of the team

is having personal problems, and we hear he's depressed.

This is the present situation of this national team

that has just arrived in Mexico to play in the World Cup.

Not even the most optimistic fan

can find reasons to be enthusiastic about this team.

We are here with Carlos Salvador Bilardo.

It was a difficult trip, wasn't it?

Yes, yes.

Well, it is known that you're quite a superstitious man.

So, how do you interpret

the fact that nobody in Buenos Aires went to see you off at Ezeiza?

Is that a good or a bad sign?

The plane left at 4:00 a.m. and it was two degrees below zero.

To me this is a sign that Argentines like to sleep at night,

and don't like going out to freeze.

In the last few days, there was a rumor

that the President of the nation himself had asked for your resignation.

And when Maradona found out, he said he'd leave if you left.

What do you think about that?

If President Alfonsín is focusing on me instead of solving his problems,

we are in real trouble.

Argentina makes its debut against Korea on June 2nd,

which is a long way off.

So, why have you arrived so far in advance?

To acclimatize to this altitude,

or is it simply to escape the criticism in Argentina?

No, neither one nor the other.

We came first because we want to be the last to leave. Thanks.

One last question, Carlos.

Menotti wouldn't do this.

Okay, and those were the statements of Carlos Salvador Bilardo,

the coach of Argentina's soccer team.

-Hi. -Hi.

Room 101? Thanks.

Would you like a pen?

I don't have one, sorry, I thought I did.

Did Mr. Maradona have any visitors?

I started my shift 15 minutes ago, doctor.

-No one came in. -Good.

Fernando!

Don't get up.

-You came! -Stay still. Are you crazy?

I need a hit to get me up. Did you bring some?

I brought it.

-Really? -Yes.

Are you sure about it?

-Of course. -What are you doing?

Excuse me, who are you?

-A friend. -A friend.

Well, visiting hours are over.

-Yes. -Why is he dressed as a doctor?

I'm a doctor. I just saw a patient nearby.

You can't be here without authorization.

-He's a friend. -Sure.

Come with me, sir.

Uruguayan.

Snitch.

Hey.

Fernando, this is yours.

Ordóñez, I'm coming with a suspect.

You're wrong, honey.

I'm clean.

It was just one hit.

One.

Sorry.

-Sorry, honey. -Let's go!

We have to practice the three-five-two until you know it by heart.

It's like the multiplication table.

One times one, one. Two times one, two. Come on!

Then you have to dream about it.

Until the markings become second nature, and you don't have to think about them.

We have to stop him up there,

with the wingers. We stop the opponent up there.

Why is Passarella playing like that?

It's training, relax.

Anticipation and pressure.

There is a zone of anticipation, and a pressure zone, okay?

Let's try it. Come on, Oscar. Make the passes. Make it shorter.

Come on, let's go again, come on.

Daniel, one second.

Come here. I'm going to put Tata in your place. Watch him.

How he makes passes with Ruggeri, and take notes.

-Are you asking me to learn from Tata? -No.

-No, Daniel. -No?

-Put him on, I'll get the fuck out. -You're the headliner.

He's been working with me for a year, and you just joined.

That's all. Come on.

It's raining.

-I saw you, Galíndez, asshole. -What?

It must have rained!

I respect you. I'd never do that.

-Really! -Leave people alone!

-It's not a big deal. -How could you do that, Galíndez?

It's not a big deal, Chitoro.

I'm fucking tired of the three-five-two.

The only tactical scheme he brought,

was putting Maradona on, and ten others around him.

It's the same movie we saw in the qualifiers, guys.

This little story with Diego and ten of his pawns.

We'll be home watching the World Cup on TV.

I'm not anybody's fool, and much less Maradona's.

It's true. We don't understand Bilardo.

But let's give him credit.

They attacked him so much in Argentina, that maybe here, free from pressure...

What pressure? What pressure are you talking about?

Pressure is what Menotti had in the 78 World Cup!

The army would have shot him if we hadn't won.

Still, he'd say what he wanted, and was clear about it.

Crystal clear. We'd go to the field, and were an orchestra.

Menotti's gone, Daniel.

Dude, let's give Bilardo a little more time.

Let's see if he finds his way. And if not, we'll talk to Diego.

No, man. Not me.

I won't delegate my problems to Diego.

I'd rather pack my bag and get out of here.

Maradona should sort out his life. That's complicated enough.

What's going on?

Fucker.

-I'm going to kill him. -Come on.

Go take a shower. Go.

-Nothing happened. Go shower. -I've had enough of him.

It's over. Forget it.

MARANELLO, ITALY

It's amazing, right?

Fantastic.

Not as good as my first Fiat 600,

but, it's still good.

Thank you. Sorry, I need to…

Thanks.

Hello.

Guillote, how are you, baby?

Dieguito!

So nice to hear you. How's the love of my life?

What's up? Did we get through the first round?

I won't lie to you, Guille. It's very divided.

We might all end up fighting. Who knows?

Okay, calm down.

Tell me, have you seen Cristiana?

No.

No, because I'm not in Naples.

Do you know where I am?

What did you tell me I had to do, before you left?

Guillote, don't mess with me. I'm excited. Did you pick up my Testarossa?

Yes, I just took it for a spin.

It's amazing. A wonderful experience.

You don't know how it sounds. The engine really goes…

Amazing. I can't wait to be there.

You got it in black, right?

Black? What do you mean, black?

Red! The red, Corsican red. The legendary red.

Dieguito, it's the red of the shield,

the red you always see, red Ferrari.

Sure, Guillote,

but anyone can have a red Ferrari. I need a black one.

Sure, yes.

But some things are sacred.

You don't buy ice cream and ask for vanilla ice cream that isn't white.

Why? Because it's established that vanilla ice cream is white.

It is the same with Ferrari.

Sure, man, but what about blue ice cream?

Blue ice cream is vanilla with blue coloring.

Yes, Diego, but I don't know a single person

who likes blue ice cream! Okay?

I like blue ice cream, and you know what?

I can eat blue ice cream sitting in my black Ferrari, if I feel like it.

-Okay. -And stain it.

I'm going to talk to Don Enzo,

but I don't think he'll be happy about your whim.

I love you, Guillote, you're great!

Kisses, honey. Arrivederci.

-Yes, bye. -Bye. Take care.

So?

Tell us!

That's it, guys. We have a black Ferrari.

All right!

All right, Diego!

So? What should we buy?

-Not chorizo. -Why not?

Why not? Come on!

Take care of your body.

Come on, savage. We'll deport you.

-Come on. -Don't listen to…

Go eat chorizo! Go eat a kilo of chorizo!

-Okay. -Hey, ten, everything okay?

I'm excited to meet you, sir.

No formalities between tens.

It's just that my dad was a big fan of yours.

-If he saw me here playing with you… -Why isn't he here?