El Mariachi Page #4
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- Year:
- 1992
- 81 min
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The Keyboard Mariachi finishes his song, sits back down.
BARTENDER:
(nodding with satisfaction)
There you see? Either I can pay one guy to sound like a full
mariachi band...
Mariachi picks up his guitar and lays some money next to his full
drink. He looks disappointed.
BARTENDER:
... or I could spend the same money only get one little guitar
player... Understand?
MARIACHI:
(walking away)
Thank you, sir.
BARTENDER:
You want to earn a living? Get a real musical instrument.
The Bartender picks up the bottle of soda pop Mariachis left
behind and offers it to the other men on the table. They say no,
pay, and leave. The Bartender offers it to the MEAN DUDES at the
table.
They all shake their heads no.
The Bartender shrugs and dumps it.
Mariachi walks out and looks up and down the street. He decides
to walk south.
As he walks down the sidewalk, the camera pans into a CLOSEUP of
another guitar case that is moving towards the Corona Club. The
camera falls back a little revealing the backside of Azul,
dressed also in black. Azul walks into the bar.
Azul enters the bar, notices to his left the table with the four
mean-looking Dudes, drinking and eating chips and salsa.
The oldest one, with his back to Azul, takes a sip from his mixed
drink, then stands and excuses himself to the restroom.
INT. BATHROOM - OLD MEAN DUDE - DAY
The Old Mean Dude walks into the first stall and sits down.
The three remaining Dudes notice Azul's guitar case. So does the
Bartender. They all look at each other and laugh.
BARTENDER:
(laughing and rolling his eyes)
What the hell is this, mariachi day? There is no work for you
here!
Azul walks the mean Dude's table. Their laughing quiets down a
bit as Azul stands before them. The Bartender stops smiling.
AZUL:
Bartender... one beer.
The Bartender nods and grabs a frosty glass. He begins to fill up
at the tap.
AZUL:
(without looking at him)
In a bottle, wey.
Bartender stops filling the beer, stares at the half-full glass
for a moment, then drinks the beer.
Azul is staring at the three Mean Dudes. They stare back.
The Bartender slaps the unopened bottle down at the counter.
BARTENDER:
Ready.
Azul doesn't pay attention to him.
AZUL:
I'm looking for an old friend of mine. His name is... Moco. Do
you know where I can find him.
MAIN MEAN DUDE:
You can sometimes find him here. He owns this place.
AZUL:
So you know him?
MAIN MEAN DUDE:
We work for him.
AZUL:
That's too bad.
Azul turns to the mean Dude sitting to his left, and places the
guitar in his hands. The Mean Dude is confused.
AZUL:
Hold it please.
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