Fiesta Page #6

Yes, he wants you to be very proud

of him tomorrow.

If he wants me

to be proud of him tomorrow...

...you better get him away

from those musicians tonight.

You know everything, don`t you, Father?.

No one has ever put over anything

on Maestro, never.

And no one ever will.

I make you responsible

to get your brother home.

Yes, Father.

MORALES:

AII right.

Come on, Pepe.

Hey.

And I make you responsible

to see that she does.

Uh, you mean that she, uh--?.

Trust me, maestro.

I don`t see anything.

Not a thing.

[BAND PLAYING

""MEXICAN HAT DANCE""]

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Now play ""La Bamba,"" muchachos, huh?.

[BAND PLAYING ""LA BAMBA""]

[SINGING ""LA BAMBA"" IN SPANISH]

Don`t forget, Pepe.

Not a word about Contreras

coming here tomorrow.

That`s his birthday present.

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

Only one thought

has been running around in my head.

Yes, I know.

""When will Pepe get here?.

-When will Pepe get here?. ""

-How do you know?.

You think on carbon paper.

Everything comes out in duplicate.

Well, what happened?.

What happened where?.

The music. Senor Contreras.

Oh, uh, the music. Uh....

-The manuscript with the Iittle notes on it?.

-Yes.

I delivered them.

What did he say?.

He, uh--

Didn`t he play any of it, Pepe?.

-Yes, but--

-He didn`t say anything, though.

Oh.

Which part did he play, Pepe?.

Uh....

-I don`t know. I was in the other room.

-Yes, but you heard him, didn`t you?.

Oh, come on.

Try to remember, Pepe.

Did he play this?.

[PLAYING PIANO]

-I don`t know, Mario. Don`t worry about it.

-Maybe it was this.

Listen.

[PLAYING PIANO]

Didn`t he Iike that?.

Darling, how can Pepe remember?.

Maybe it wasn`t your music

that the maestro played.

You don`t think you`re the only one

sending Contreras music?.

He receives manuscripts

from hundreds of people.

Yes, I know. I know.

Listen, Pepe. Listen to this.

If he played this,

you will remember, I`m sure.

[PLAYING PIANO]

Yes, he played that. I remember.

And he didn`t say anything?.

I don`t know. I was in the other room.

Now, Mario, what do you expect?.

You think Senor Contreras

would Ieave his work...

...and come down here

to see you personally?.

As a surprise birthday present

or something?.

Oh, no. Of course not. I--

-I was just hoping that--

MAN:
Cheer up, Mario.

You`ve important things to think about.

Tomorrow, you fight an exhibition

for Barrios.

Come. To Mario:

the son of a great matador,

who will follow in his father`s footsteps.

To your heart`s desire, Mario.

The Iady drinks to herself.

-Oh, no. I didn`t mean--

MARIO:
I know.

I know what you meant, my darling.

Thank you.

I drink to you.

Senor, the visitor has arrived.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes