Frida Page #2

have turned into doctors.

And I'm not a rich girl,

Papa.

How come you never ask me

about my plans anymore?

Hmm?

You used to always say,

"Tell me your plans, Frida."

What are your plans... Frida?

Right now I'm a burden.

But I hope to be a

self-sufficient cripple one day.

After that, I don't know.

You are not a burden...

my love.

See? Here.

We have something for you.

Matilde, come.

We noticed that there was

no more room left on your cast,

- Oh.

- So...

Mm-hmm.

Now you look like

a gringa movie star.

Let me see.

It's too much money.

Mama, Papa...

I have a surprise.

Careful, now.

Don't worry. Don't worry.

It's all right.

Aah!

Do you want a rich tamale?

Delicious...

I need the ochre.

- Is it ready?

- Almost.

No. Now.

I need it now.

Okay.

Seor Rivera?

Diego!

Who are you?

What do you want?

I have something important

to discuss with you.

I'm working.

I'll wait.

I don't have time to chat

with schoolgirls.

I'm not a schoolgirl, panzon.

Okay. Come on up here.

No. You come down.

What?

Look, I didn't come here

for fun or to flirt.

I've done some paintings

which I want you

to look over professionally,

and I need an absolutely

straightforward opinion

of my work.

You were that girl

in the auditorium.

Yes, I was, but that has

nothing to do with now.

I just want

your serious opinion.

What... what do you care

about my opinion?

If you're a real painter,

you'll paint

because you can't live

without painting.

You'll paint

till you die, okay?

I have to work

to earn a living,

so I don't have time

to fool around just for vanity.

If I'm not good enough,

I have to do something else

to help my parents.

Leave the best one here.

Go home and paint another one.

If this one's any good,

I'll come and look at that one

on my day off.

Orozco is a true artist.

He's tremendous.

And Siqueiros could be great

if he'd pull his head out

of his own ass and look around.

Comrade Rivera.

What a nice surprise.

What if I told you

that easel painting like yours

is finished,

that it's headed

for the trash

like other elitist,

bourgeois pastimes?

I'd say cut the propaganda.

This is very good work.

You have real talent.

Oh, come on.

I'm not looking

for your compliments.

I want a serious critique.

But I'm being sincere.

These are

very original paintings...

none of the usual tricks.

But that's...

that's not specific.

You have to trust

a true compliment

as much as a critique.

Yeah, well, some people

have told me not to trust

what you say.

They say if a girl asks

your opinion,

and she's not

a complete fright,

you'll gush all over her.

I need you to tell me

one thing honestly...

do you actually believe

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