Before Night Falls Page #2

If you do it for money,|you're not a fag.

You know him?

No.

Hello.

I'm sorry about the other day.

No, don't worry.|Forget it.

- I am Reinaldo.|- I am Pepe.

- How about some ice cream?|- Yes!

Today they have only vanilla.

Bring him a banana split|with pistacho.

One ice cream!

Go.

So where you from,|Reinaldo?

I am a guajiro,|from Oriente.

- Does it matter where I'm from?|- No.

What do you do?

I just got a job now|in the National Library,

but I would like to be|a writer.

You poor thing.

A country boy in Havana|to serve the Revolution.

- Where's your mother?|- En la bodega.

Give me the key.

Chau.

Vamos!

She says it works,

just one key is a little off.

How can I thank you?

What are you doing?

Who is the man?

Who's the man?

You, because you are|the judo expert.

You don't kiss|on the lips?

Only when I'm in love.

Patricio Lamumba Beach is only|a 10 minute walk from here-

La Concha is about a mile...

This is perfect for you.

You'll have to share|the bathroom with her.

Bedsheets are changed|every two weeks

and you are responsible|for your own towel.

It is perfect, I'll take it.

Don't you want to know|how much?

It doesn't matter,|I can not afford it anyway.

30 pesos a month-

and no visitors...

nor music after 10:00pm.

30.

Thank you.

National Book Award Contest.

Hello.

I would like|to submit this please.

Put it in the box.

Hey, you want a smoke?

No, thank you.

What are you reading?

Este es "El Lazarillo|de Tormes. "

Who wrote it?

No author,|he's anonymous.

No writer?|That's impossible.

No, no, no,|I didn't say no writer.

I said we don't know|who the author is.

Okay.|Do you have any other books?

Yes, I have many.

I usually read out here|so I can be alone.

I like it here.

Sorry to bother you.|I'll leave.

It's okay.|I'm going home anyway.

You live around here?

Not far.

You want to come over|and hear some music?

What?

I have some|French records.

Maybe you like...

Edith Piaf,|and Jacques Brel.

Pero estpido idiota!

Are you out of your mind?

Take the book with you.

Ojal se te caiga|la pinga, maricn!

Estpido!|Coo.

And so, ladies and gentlemen,

we have arrived at this|auspicious moment.

We are happy to announce|that the first prize goes to,

"Vivir en Candonga"|by Ezequiel Vieta.

And the honorable mention|goes to Reinaldo Arenas

for "Celestino Antes de Alba. "

Thank you.|Gracias.

Thank you for coming|ladies and gentlemen,

and another round of applause|for our contestants.

- Congratulations.|- Thank you.

You're invited to|Lezama Lima's house.

Hello.

He left after his brother|made the film "P.M."

You've heard about it.

The brother had to leave, too.

Simple film.

Just a group of people|dancing and getting drunk.

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