Eisenstein in Guanajuato Page #3

God, he has no right to do that.

That's invasion of privacy!

Shh. Look, he's winking at you.

Curiously, it's a mark in your favour.

But if you offend him,

he could use it against you.

Tread carefully.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC)

The Camorristas.

They are looking for

wealthy foreigners to prey on.

They wait outside all the big hotels.

And you are giving them

good reason to prey on you.

That's why you have bodyguards.

These are the small-time guys.

We don't worry so much about them.

They are posing as tough guys,

but they are lazy.

The big guys are much tougher.

And the real big guys, you'll never see.

That's why you should try

and stop attracting attention.

Don't get yourself photographed

and in the newspapers.

If they smell a ransom possibility,

they will be in and kidnap you.

How much do you think you are worth?

Not much.

What will your government pay

to keep you alive?

SERGEI:
Nothing.

Just trust that we are looking

after you properly.

But maybe you are a Camorrista?

If I am, then you are lost.

(LAUGHING)

You ought to make a film about them.

The corpse at the door is wearing a red shirt,

as you can see.

Even among the dead,

the Camorristas have influence.

Ransoming a corpse

is not uncommon in Mxico.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC)

Aah!

(PALOMINO LAUGHING)

Mralo.

(LAUGHING)

Do you only have one suit?

Well, I left Moscow with only $25.

Russia has very little foreign currency,

and that was all they could afford to give us.

I get paid expenses here in Mexico.

Or I get paid expenses,

and I have to share with Tisse and Grisha.

That suit is taking some punishment.

You should buy yourself another.

SERGEI:
It's my first American suit.

I bought it to walk down Sunset Boulevard

with Charlie Chaplin.

It's a sentimental matter.

I could not part with it.

This is my wife, Concepcin.

- This is Rolando.

- Good evening, sir.

Good evening.

The eldest was born

when I was studying troubadours

and the second, Pascal,

when I reluctantly gave up God.

Now I don't believe in God, but I miss him,

as did Pascal.

I'm sorry. I have no Russian buttons.

But these are curious. What are they made of?

SERGEI:
Ah. Gunmetal.

They are stamped out

of discarded cartridge cases,

pierced with two holes

and glued to a piece of army blanket,

which usually very quickly becomes unglued.

(PALOMINO AND CONCEPCION CHUCKLE)

A Russian soldier is told

never to let his shoes out of his sight,

if not out of his hand.

Better still, always keep them on your feet.

Shoes are the most precious item of clothing.

Won't help your modesty,

scarcely keep you warm,

but you will simply not be able

to function without shoes

in any way at all.

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