
El Mariachi
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 81 min
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FADE IN:
It's an early Friday morning and a patrol car drives up an
unpaved road and parks next to a gutted police car on cinder
blocks. The camera pans with the OFFICER as he exits his car and
walks up to a ramp leading to the babay blue JAIL HOUSE. He is
carrying a greasy bag of fast food.
The Officer enters the lobby, tosses the bag of food to his
PARTNER who is sitting at a desk. He grabs a tin cup and walks
over to barred entrance to Block A. Twenty or so CRIMINALS, from
drunks to drug dealers are sleeping peacefully in their cell on
Block A. The Officer rattles the tin cup between the entrance
bar.
The inmates stir, rubbing their dirty faces and trying to sit up.
The camera dollies slowly down the narrow hallway of the block
which has three cells: Two small ones side by side, and one
bigger cell that faces the block entrance. The sound of
scribbling and business dealing can be heard from inside the
cell. It is AZUL jottin ginto a business ledger while chatting on
his cellular phone. His cell is equipped with a small desk and a
refridgerator. He hangs up the phone and continues writing.
The Officer with the tin cup sits in a couch across from his
partner, who is now eating, and reads a magazine.
Azul picks up his phone and makes another call. He talks
business. In the other cell, prisoners are getting up and looking
around. Azul hangs up the phone and writes.
A gorgeous, bikini-clad BABE struts slowly into a tighly framed
glamour shot. She pauses, takes a deep breath, then dives a
'perfect ten' dive into a house-side moat. She swims long, slow
motion strokes around the moat as the camera tracks alonside her,
lovingly admiring her tan lines and hydrodynamic build. She
slides out of the water and walks up a cobble stone walk,
dripping as she passes a seated GENTLEMAN in a white suit. His
face is unrevealed. As she enters the house, he sets his drink
down by a phone. He lifts up the receiver and dials.
Azul's phone rings. He looks up at it, startled, as if no one has
ever called him before. He glances at his watch, and then back at
the phone, hesitating to answer it. He looks around the cell
block as if someone might be playing a trick on him. Finally he
answers it, pausing before saying hello. It is El Moco.
MOCO (V.O.)
Good morning, Azul. Do you know who this is?
AZUL:
(into phone)
Moco... What the hell do you want after all these years?
MOCO is sitting on his porch drinking tequila.
MOCO:
(into phone)
We've got a lot to talk about. I'm just a few town away with a
whole new gang. I heard you were nearby so I thought I'd give you
a call, amigo.
AZUL (V.O)
That's sweet of you, asshole. I don't suppose you could get me
out of there, and then maybe hand me over my share of money.
MOCO:
(into phone)
Yes, I figured you'd want your money, my friend. That is why I
have called you. I heard you were getting out soon, and figured I
should deal with our situation. But do you really need me to help
you get out? From what I hear, you're running quite a business
out of your cell with a phone and some loyal men. It keeps you
well protected I hear. Not a bad idea. I may try that myself
sometime.
AZUL (V.O.)
I could stay in here and earn peanuts compared to what you owe me
if I were to get out. So, yes, I want you to help me... my
friend.
MOCO:
(into phone)
Soon my friend, soon. I'm sending you some people in a few days
to get you.
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