La Bamba Page #5

Know what it is?

Rock 'n' roll?

Im gonna be a star...

...because stars don't fall

out of the sky, do they?

You think Im gonna dump garbage

for the rest of my life?

How will you support the baby?

Drawing Woody Woodpecker?

I don't want that piece of junk in here.

Then to hell with you.

You don't respect any sh*t I do.

What about your respect for me?

I almost have to rape her just to have sex.

To her, it's dirty.

Look, Bob...

...it's cool if you move in with me...

...but what about when the baby comes?

Shouldn't you be with Rosie?

My old man wasn't around

when I was born.

Why should I be?

-Figure it out.

-There you are, mijo.

Bob Keene called me at the restaurant.

You're recording at Gold Star Studios

next Wednesday.

Right in Hollywood.

Didn't you hear me?

That means he's going to put you

under contract with Del-Fi.

Richie, Im so happy.

Its only the beginning, mijo.

Bob has great news, too.

Come on, tell her.

That art contest? I won it.

$500 in prizes.

That's great, mijo.

With the baby coming and everything

the money'll--

In art lessons.

See, they gave me a drafting table.

All our dreams are gonna come true.

I just know it.

Cut.

Let's start again.

Cut. Don't rewrite the song.

Just do it the way you did it the first time.

Cut.

That was our fault.

Cut.

That's more right on, but that

''little darling'' line, I like that better.

I don't see what's wrong with those takes.

That's how I sing.

Its gotta be clean.

Each take has to be identical.

-Why?

-So, that we can edit later.

-This isn't Mexico.

-Who said it was?

I lived there. I understand the tradition

of the song, always changing the lyrics.

Ive never even been to Mexico.

My music is my music.

You tell him, carnal.

How many more takes?

As many as it takes. Okay?

Cut.

That was good. Same energy.

Just try it again.

Shall I get a new role of tape?

I think we got him.

I can cut something here.

Nice work, Richie. 60 takes, man.

How's the throat?

I think we got it all.

60 takes?

I didn't hear a difference in one of them.

Im ready to go home.

I want to discuss one thing with you.

Come here.

-What is it?

-Your professional name.

From now on, it's Ritchie with a ''t.''

R-l-T-C-H-l-E.

I got a new last name for you, too.

Valens with an ''s.'' Ritchie Valens.

-How does that grab you?

-I don't like it.

That's for sh*t, man!

Valenzuela was our dad's last name.

-You can't just cut it in half.

-Its no big deal.

People in this business change their names

like they change wives.

Even me. My last name is Kuhn.

Look.

Trust me on this one.

Let's just go.

Thanks.

Look, it could've been worse.

You could have been Ricky Zuela.

-Hello.

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