The South Page #5

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Yes, I know.

Here you are.

Who is Irene Rios?

Who?

Irene Rios - she's in this movie.

Yes, here it is, you're right.

Is she the blonde or the brunette?

Carmencita Alonso is the brunette

so Irene Rios must be the blonde.

Is there much time left until the movie finishes?

Half an hour.

Well, goodbye.

Goodbye.

(humming Blue Moon)

(sings Blue Moon refrain)

(You!)

(Yes, me!)

(Are you surprised?)

(I thought that...)

(Go on, continue... I dare you to tell me everything!)

(You're wrong, it's not what you think.)

(You thought I was dead.)

(No, that's not true.)

(I swear it.)

(Don't swear or God will hear you.)

(You're such a fool.)

(That's true, I am a fool - that's why I love you.)

(Give me a light.)

(Well, why are you here?)

(I go on in a minute, I can't be wasting time.)

(I just wanted to say goodbye.)

(You're leaving?)

(No, not me... but you are.)

(What are you saying?)

(You're crazy.)

(That's true, I'm crazy -)

BANG!

(fires gun)

BANG!

(glass shatters)

(I was listening for a moment at the door)

(I heard you singing our song)

(We could have been so happy)

(Happy?)

(Yes, happy!)

(I never knew what that meant.)

(How I loved her!)

(Blue Moon refrain starts)

Dear Laura,

I am sure you will be surprised

to receive this letter

after so much time silent.

But I've just seen how your film lover

shot you twice and sent you into the next world.

Yes... I know that what happens

in the movies isn't real

but I'm still hopelessly superstitious.

And i want to see if you are still

here on earth

Even if its just slinking around

with that stage name you chose.

By the way, your killer was pretty good.

But the star and the leading man were terrible.

Since I don't know where you are

I'm mailing this letter to Seville.

(knocks on window)

I'll never forget the face my father made

sitting there inside the Cafe Oriental

when he lifted his eyes from the page

and saw me on the other side of the windowpane.

Now I understand it was a natural reaction

as though I'd caught him somehow remiss

but at that time I didn't realize it.

I only knew that it seemed to me

he'd been writing a letter.

Julia, Julia! Listen to me!

Shh! You'll wake her up!

Please, just listen to me a moment

How many times do I have to tell you,

I don't want to hear about it!

If you want to go talk to her, just do it!

Do whatever you want,

just don't tell me about it!

None of it!

That's not it, that's not it.

You're wrong, Julia.

The idea I had had about my father

started to change then

like opening my eyes

and suddenly discovering

that I knew nothing about him.

Dear Agustin,

Once, eight years ago

I decided to never expect anything from you

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