-What happens when 800 of the world's most elite footballers
and their managers live together under one roof?
Players stop being polite and start getting Real.
This is The Champions.
-Zlatan is back in the Sweden team
because it is when people are most desperate that they turn to god.
-You know you accomplished something amazing when Pele tells you
"No, you didn't.”
-Tell me about it.
-Lampard as a midfielder was a great rival.
-[PRODUCER:] And how about as a manager?
-Lampard as a midfielder was a great rival.
-Me and the ground are tight, yo. Sometimes I'll fall over just to say "hi."
Unh. Yo, what's good, where you been?
-Here, here! I'm open!
-Guys, guys! Over here!
-Hey look, it’s Alphonso!
-Hello, Phonsie.
-Come quick, you need to see this!
-[gasps]
-Who put this billboard here!?
-Attention, future victims...
Next season, Milan will be in this house.
And Zlatan shall rule you like a king. No, a god!
No, what's bigger than a god... Zlatan.
Zlatan shall rule you like Zlatan.
-Ever since my triumphant return to Milan, we have gone from strength to strength in the Serie A.
And by we, I mean me.
[grunts]
More weight!
-Zlatan requires more dead weight!
-[grunts]
-It’s fun dominating Italy. But for next season, I am setting my sights on the Champions League title.
-[PRODUCER:] You really think Milan can win the Champions League?
-According to my dojo masters?
Absolutely.
For I’ve been carrying my team up a mountain each week to seek the masters' advice.
They are the only ones Zlatan can trust.
Stay here. Zlatan must go alone.
Hoo ha he ho hya!
Masters, I have done everything you asked.
I have trained hard, I’ve become a father figure to my team, I’ve even turned my life into a biopic.
But I seek more guidance.
-Well, you have come to the right Zlatans.
-Actually, I am the Right Zlatan.
-It depends which direction you're facing. From our perspective, I am the Right Zlatan.
-Normal Zlatan is facing us, I am to his right, that makes me the Right Zlatan.
-Please, Zlatans, please.
I need to know how to prepare for my arrival next season at the Champions Mansion.
-Why should Zlatan wait till next season to move in when Zlatan is ready now?
-Do as Zlatan does best.
-Get ahead of yourself.
-Yeeeess.
Hmmm.
Tonight, Zlatan shall build a room worthy of the greatest team in Italian history.
-Juventus?
-No.
-Inter!
-No!
-Oooooh! You mean Napoli when Maradona was there!
-27, 99 put the statue over there.
79, you come with me. Bring the sledgehammer.
Ah, Zlatan sees much potential in this space.
This area will be for you.
And the rest is for Zlatan.
Now let's get to work,
we have to make room for balcony.
-Whoa, whoa it's the middle of the night, what are you doing here?
Why are you interrupting my sleep cycle?
-Don't mind me, I'm just breaking down walls as per usual.
-Ugh, I was almost asleep.
-Yo, keep it down, I'm tryna throw a secret party!
-Sorry not sorry.
Zlatan is preparing a room for Milan; next season’s Champions of Europe.
-Champions of Europe?
-My dude, you have not even yet qualified.
-It is only a matter of time.
To win the Champions League...
this is Zlatan's destiny.
-If it's your destiny, why haven't you won it by now?
-Excuse me?
-Yeah haven't you played for like all the big teams?
You didn't even win at Barcelona, man.
-We actually won the year after we sold you.
-So did Inter...
-If Milan wants to win the Champions League, maybe they should just dump your ass!
-They have a point, Zlatan.
-You haven't even played in a final.
-You are both right.
-I guess it’s hard for a narcissist to see past his own ego.
-Psh, you’re no psycho therapist, what do you know?
-And you’re not an interior designer,
stick to sports!
-Oh, snap!
-I put up a billboard, too.
There's nothing like traditional media to get your messaging across, you know?