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He says they've cast all the parts.

The cast is complete.

Things are rather f***ed up, Pablo.

F*** Matin, what are you telling me?

Pablo, there's work for whoever

is in the limelight, you know that.

You know what sells.

Love affairs, divorces, beatings,

sex, appearing nude in magazines.

In short, hoax after hoax.

Weird people work,

and so do ugly people.

Martin, it's not always like that. A

lot of serious people get loads of work.

Why can't I be one of them?

Listen, I have an idea.

The light bulb has gone on.

A friend from a stag club

called. It's a luxury club.

They need an actor.

I don't joke nor dance nude.

No, they want someone

who knows make-up.

What's it about?

It's something like

a doorman-entertainer.

Doorman-entertainer?

You'd have to make yourself up

to do a little act at the door.

That's ending up in the garbage

can like a piece of sh*t!

Don't exaggerate.

This is their business card and that's

the name of the public relations person.

Go see her soon, there'll

be loads of candidates.

Dora Grizzel, what a weird name.

You go see her. Try it.

I'll go, but find me

something more dignified.

Listen Pablo, don't take this badly,

but maybe it's convenient

for you to find another agent.

We're both wasting our time, Pablo.

Son of a b*tch, you drop

me when I need you most.

POTATO OMELETTE SANDWICH 2.30

EUROS:

Wow, what melons! See the photos?

It was about time she

sold the exclusive.

Yes uncle, after the bit with

the house she disappeared.

She had an affair with a director

who wouldn't let her sell it.

But she ran off with a producer.

- Enrique Arjona.

Yeah, she ran off and

showed off her tits.

She's starring in Buenaventura

Castrillo's next film.

She is rehearsing "The Ripper".

I heard over the radio...

Cool, a famous woman doing a classic!

Producers are starting

to have good taste.

I see you've accepted our invitation.

- Good evening.

Can I sit down?

- Yes, please.

I only accepted because I want to

do something different, spontaneous.

Films gave me glory and money,

but I lost contact with the public.

You're a great artist.

It moves me that you want to update,

and open up to new

dramatic possibilities.

You hate everyone, don't you?

Because they've forsaken you?

I thought my fame

would last much longer,

and that my friends from the good

times would help out during the bad.

But I was wrong, and here I am.

Recognition isn't frequent

in these ungrateful times.

It's worse than

ingratitude, it's oblivion.

Remember, vengeance is

a dish best served cold.

Your luck can change

any minute. Work for us.

At 12 we have a meeting with

my boss, Mr. Igor Terr Reficul.

Good evening.

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