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Dario!

A message from Peligro.

Ho!

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo, mambo, mambo, mambo

♪ Mambo

Ladies and gentlemen,

a very good evening to you all.

El Tropico,

the most fabulous nightclub in the world, presents

its latest, but not late show,

where we are taking you all to the magical productions

of our Rodney the Great.

[audience cheers]

Ladies and gentlemen,

we are honored tonight to have in our presence

the world's greatest living race car driver,

here in Cuba for the first Havana Grand Prix.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the one and only Fangio-- for once, stationary.

Fangio! Fangio! Fangio! Fangio!

Fangio!

And now, a special treat

for a very special couple.

Forever newlyweds,

Doña Cecilia, Don Federico,

The Anniversary Waltz by Strauss.

Happy Anniversary.

A toast.

To the most elegant couple in Havana.

Happy Anniversary.

And to this,

the happiest of families.

May it be that way forever.

Hear, hear. Salud.

Salud. Salud.

Dance with me, as you once did?

You make me sound like a relic.

[laughing] My relic.

Donoso, would you dance with me?

Watch yourself.

Uncle has two left feet now.

His elbow, it works fine.

I would give an arm and a leg and an elbow

for just one single waltz.

My kingdom for a cha-cha-cha!

Hear, hear.

Let's go dance.

I'll be right back. Wait here.

♪♪ [Cha-cha-cha version of The Blue Danube Waltz]

What's wrong?

So which one of those dancers

is your girlfriend this week?

[chuckles]

Who are you saving yourself for?

No one.

All the good ones are already spoken for.

[Donoso chuckles]

Fangio, I want to present to you

my wife Mercedes Fellove.

Come on, let's go.

This meeting was my idea...

because these are very difficult times, as you know.

Cuba has always lived in difficult times,

but through them all, we have been able to survive

because we have always been united.

But our country isn't safe anymore,

and it threatens us.

Your uncle and I are all that remains of our generation.

So, my sons, you are the future.

The future of our family.

The future of this island.

Yes, and-- look at me.

Look at me, because this is for you, too.

If we want to change the status quo,

we must go about it in a democratic way.

You hear?

We must be patriots.

Patriots.

Patriotism is a refuge for scoundrels.

Do you--

It is politics that has become

the practical refuge of--

Papi, do not make the mistake

of confusing me for one of your students.

I'm not. I graduated.

Hey.

Show a little respect.

No, no, no, no. Let him talk.

Let him talk. This is a democracy.

Oh, this country, a democracy? Right.

Our family is a democracy.

This country is my family,

and the only way to truly unite that family

is revolution.

Revolution?

Revolution, yes.

[Don Federico] I just can't believe it.

A son of mine that would support

the random violence of revolution?

You better start believing it.

What you need is a little evolution,

not revolution.

Correct.

The poet.

Club owner, poet.

You're lucky you're on the other side of the room.

I feel lucky,

because it probably stinks on that side of the room.

Please.

Happy Anniversary.

[Luis] You are too much.

Did I forget to say that? Happy Anniversary?

Just watch your mouth.

What? You've been watching it the whole time.

If I hear one more word of disrespect

coming out of your mouth,

I'm gonna deal with it personally.

Do you understand me?

What?

You understand what I just said to you?

I understand--

You listen to your father when he's speaking to you,

and you show respect!

Calm down, Fico.

No, you calm down!

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

You want me to come over there?

Okay.

Huh? You want me to come over there?

Stop it!

Come on. Come on.

Stop it! Stop it.

Four against one, huh? Stop it.

Sit down. Sit down.

Is this a democracy?

Sit down.

You got your little show. Sit down.

Sit down, right? How is it? Sit down!

Is this a random act of violence, Papi?

Huh?

They shot Lieutenant Dario.

Did they get good descriptions this time?

Did he mention Peligro again?

Mm-hmm.

What happened?

[Ricardo] I'm not gonna have this conversation

with you, you, you, or any of you.

You know what?

You have no idea what's going on in this country.

It's sad that you're a professor and you have zero--

zero idea of what is going on in your own classroom.

Then can you enlighten me?

Can you tell me what's going on?

Discontent, anger... desperation.

That's what's going on in this country,

everywhere in this country,

and especially at your university.

Revolution, okay? It happened in France, it happened in Russia,

and it's happening here, and it's happening now.

Nobody wants a revolution.

Youdon't want a revolution.

But like it or not, it's coming.

The people, they want it.

How do you know?

Has the people of Cuba spoken to you in your chosen ears?

No. Batista must be eliminated.

And then what?

Freedom. Democracy.

Right, yeah.

Power to the people.

That's easier said than done.

It can be done,

but the first thing you have to do

is kill that son of a bitch.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

Have you ever thought to live for your country?

Yes. Live. I amliving!

I live, and I let die.

Let the tyrant die.

A fish is caught by its mouth.

You need the earth on your hands, not blood.

Take sanctuary at the farm.

[Federico] My son doesn't need sanctuary.

He just needs to reform his character,

for a man's character is his destiny.

What book did you get that from?

Maybe you should read a couple.

Where do you stand, Fico?

Where do you stand?

Right here with my family.

I see that. You're just a spectator.

You just watch the parade go by.

Let me tell you something, Fico.

Your days of hiding in this cork-lined palace are numbered.

Pretty soon, you and you and you

and you are gonna have to make a decision.

Are you in the parade, or are you not?

I have made my decision.

That means good night!

"Good night" in Cuban!

!¡Buenas noches!

!¡Buenas nochesto you all!

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

♪♪ [singing Macorina in Spanish]

Good evening.

That depends.

It usually does, doesn't it?

It was a great show tonight.

Great show.

Do you know a guy named Peligro?

Who?

Peligro.

Is he a percussionist?

Would you know a guy named Alberto Mora?

Is he a friend of yours?

Someone here to see you.

I had nowhere else to go.

Have you seen him?

All the time.

Next time you see him, say good-bye.

[Federico] When I get to the pearly gates,

you know what I'm gonna ask for, don't you?

A bottle of Bacardi? No, a case.

[Fico] Don't forget the Victrola.

You're not going anywhere without your dance partner.

[Federico] Okay, I'll stay.

Viejo. What is he saying?

[Fico] Uh-oh, the ticking clock.

Fico.

Well, I wanted to say that in our house,

Sunday dinner is not...

[Family] A moveable feast.

Uh-huh. All my sons are welcome, but not...

[Family] Not after 6.

And it is 6 and 3 minutes, Fico.

I know, but I thought he said after 6.

Okay. Okay. Now, um...

I want to make a wish.

If change is going to come to our country,

I wish that our home remains an island,

and that despite all of our differences,

we always put family first.

[Donoso] And food second.

Salud. Salud.

It's a joke, my brother. I'm just kidding.

[laughing]

[Fico] So it's all in the family.

[Ricardo] It's all in the family.

[Fico] I tell you, I swear to God it is.

Hello, Senator. How are you?

I've been better.

I come to see your father.

No one knows more about constitutional law.

Am I interrupting?

I mean, he's picking for compliments, Senator.

Okay, I'm gonna give you one.

Do you think the light interrupts the day?

Sometimes.

We intend to pass a resolution

that will remove Batista

through the constitutional process.

Senator Cossio has asked me

to prepare a speech for him.

This is the opening statement.

Uh, I've made reference to Seneca.

Read it aloud, Senator,

so we can hear how it sounds.

Okay. Please.

"Mr. Speaker, I must protest...

"as Seneca did in ancient Rome,

"of the violence of office.

"Today, we, the citizens of Cuba,

"are being persecuted by a tyrant

"and his reign of terror,

"meted out to our population by his police,

"and especially by a certain colonel in the force

"whose name has become synonymous with sudden death.

"Seneca was persecuted by two tyrants,

"Caligula and Nero.

"In spite of that,

"Seneca advocated the return to the Republic...

unafraid."

Mr. Speaker, Seneca, not the Neros of this world,

should be an example to us.

[thunder]

Fangio, I am your biggest fan.

Get in the car. Just get in the car.

Get in in the car. Get in.

What do you want? Money?

Publicity.

"Fangio freed, Grand Prix cancelled,

26th of July Movement responsible."

And listen to what Fangio said.

"All they wanted from me

"is that I help them further their cause.

But I don't know anything about causes, only cars."

And when they ask him how he was treated,

"They were quintessential gentlemen."

Do you think I'm a quintessential gentleman, Mercedes?

Huh?

What was so funny? What were you laughing about?

The funnies.

The funnies? That newspaper has no funnies.

Why don't you try the one about the kidnappers

who only wanted publicity?

[Mercedes] Stop it!

That's funny. That's funny.

Leave him alone! Stop!

Yeah. Come on.

[Mercedes] Stop! Let him go!

[screaming]

Please stop!

[Mercedes] Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

Huh?

You want to be tough? Huh?

Wanna play in my city?

Spoiled rich bastard!

You do not want to disappoint me.

Believe me.

I'm gonna go for a walk.

When I get back,

I want you to tell me who Peligro is.

I'm back.

Who's Peligro? Huh?

You're not a good listener.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[gunshot]

Ooh. No, I'm okay, I'm okay.

I'm gonna go for a walk, okay?

So you better be thinking about who Peligro is,

'cause you're next.

Let's go for some coffee.

You're here about your brother.

Your little brother's a criminal--

a dangerous criminal.

No doubt about that.

I've got his file if you wanna read it.

No, thank you.

I know my brother,

and no file will ever change that.

Fico, we've known each other since we were in prep school.

I've always been straight with you.

That's true.

Have you ever known me to change my signals?

Not when you were my catcher.

Fico, you're pitching for your brother now.

You're pitching wild.

He's guilty. There's no doubt about that.

I know it and you know it.

He's my brother, Braulio.

I need your help.

Okay.

I think you should get out of Havana,

go to New York or Miami,

and I'm gonna take care of the tickets.

Fico, Fidel's gonna take care of me.

I'm leaving for the Sierra Maestra.

Hey.

No.

Yes.

Fico, I have no choice.

What about your family?

Everything I do is for my family.

I love you.

[knock on door]

Uh, come in.

Can I help you?

Al sent me.

Who?

Al.

He's a friend of yours, isn't he?

Are you auditioning?

Yes, I am.

What's your line?

I'm a comedian.

I'm a stand-up comedian

who prefers to remain seated.

That's it? That's your line?

Yeah.

Some jokes for your emcee.

He writes his own jokes.

They're lousy. So are yours.

Touché.

You want some help writing some of your other material?

Nobody writes anybody's material around here.

You just improvise?

You can call it that. Try New York.

Too cold. Too rich.

Too close to home.

Well, I'm afraid you're going to have to

find another line of work, then.

I can't.

The laughter-- you just become addicted to it.

What'd you say your name was?

I didn't. I said Al sent me.

If you know Al, you know me.

Oh, Al's friend.

Where've you been?

Where haven't I been?

Federico, remember your appointment.

And don't forget your dancing shoes.

You're going to need them.

Oh, Rodney?

Maestro?

Oh, never mind.

I think I have a job for you after all.

Finally, after all these years

of sacrifice and dedication,

a break.

[sighs]

When's lunch?

Why can't you tell me who we're meeting?

It's better that way.

I love surprises.

Just don't say a word

no matter what.

Sit there, pretend you're my security. That's it.

How's this? Cozy enough?

Look a little bit more dangerous.

How about this?

More dangerous.

This is my meanest.

Save that.

Can I make a wish?

Be my guest.

I wish for a tall, athletic, caramel-colored beauty.

Okay.

An open-door policy is the sign of a great host.

Mr. Lansky, come in. Welcome.

Should I call you Federico,

Mr. Fellove, or Fico?

Depends on whether you shake my hand or not.

Call me Fico.

You can call my Meyer. All my friends do.

Have a seat.

Who is this guy?

Don't mind him, he's just a comedian.

A blind one?

Mute.

That's funny.

Would you like a drink?

A little seltzer, unless you happen to, uh...

have an egg cream.

I have eggs and I have cream.

And you have a blind comedian.

Mute.

An egg cream is neither egg nor cream.

Would you like to know how to make one?

Well, that would've been my next question.

Well, lets see how this goes first.

A little seltzer for now. Cuts the humidity.

[taps piano keys]

You hear that, comedian?

You said something on the phone about a business opportunity.

Well played. LeChaim.

I propose a partnership between us.

20% goes to the house,

the rest to me, my associates.

It doesn't have to be anything big.

I mean, this is very cozy here.

You could have a couple of tables,

craps, you know, blackjack, a wheel or two.

This is nice.

Mr. Lansky--

Call him Meyer.

Or Mr. Lansky.

You want him here?

Meyer, I appreciate the offer,

but, regretfully, I have to pass.

Now, I know this is a tremendous opportunity for me.

However, El Tropico is a place of music,

and that's how I would like it to stay.

Let me rephrase.

We have the beginning

of a mutually beneficial relationship.

It would be a pity to see it end before it even began.

Yes, it would.

All right.

I was informed you were a reasonable man.

I hope I wasn't misinformed.

You weren't.

What I can offer you in return

is what I offer all my friends--

an open-door policy.

Consider my club your home any time.

What, free seltzer?

As much as you want.

You know, in my business, Mr. Fellove,

we have friends and we have enemies,

but we don't have acquaintances.

I hope to hear some good news very soon.

Is that Meyer Lansky... Meyer Lansky?

The head of the mob.

I resign.

♪♪ [piano playing]

Are you wearing false eyelashes, or are you truly bashful?

I never wear false eyelashes.

That's my girl.

Am I?

Whose idea was that?

Rodney's.

Are you gonna be watching?

Always.

[applause]

What's the matter?

What's wrong?

Luis has another woman.

Another woman?

He hasn't come home in two days,

and before that, we haven't--

His mind is elsewhere.

Has he called?

Just to say that he's okay,

and that's all he says.

Fico, help me.

You're the only one I can turn to.

I'm gonna take care of it.

[Fico] She's worried about you.

She came to you?

She's always had a...

very special place in her heart for you.

And you for her.

What's the matter? Talk to me.

I'm not gonna get you involved.

I'm your brother. I'm involved. What's up?

Is it another woman?

Yes.

Liberty.

You involved with Fidel? No.

26th of July Movement, like Ricardo?

No.

Directorio Revolucionario.

We're no longer associated.

We have our own ideas for Cuba.

Pluralism,

the restoration of the 1940 Constitution.

You know, democracy.

That's what Fidel says he wants.

Sure, that's what he says, but he can't be trusted.

You think he's a Communist?

A Fidelista.

You have to promise me something.

What?

Anything happens to me...

you'll look after Aurora.

She'll need you.

Here, promise me.

Promise me, Fico.

I need this from you.

I promise you.

But you're gonna promise me

that nothing's gonna happen to you, right?

Right?

There's no happiness outside the revolution.

Okay.

Don't do something stupid.

Okay?

Ricardo Fellove, 26th of July Movement.

Fellove. Are you the dancer?

Because we don't need any dancers.

Okay, get off the horse. We're hungry.

♪♪ [piano playing]

It's not another woman.

Then why won't he come back?

He doesn't want us involved.

What is it? The revolution?

He doesn't want us involved.

That's it?

That's it.

Am I supposed to take that home and be happy?

I'm his wife.

I have the right to be involved.

If something happens to him, it happens to me.

To all of us.

And then what?

♪♪ [Latin rhythm]

[screaming]

[Fico] I think it was the Mafia, Meyer Lansky,

but I can't be certain.

Havana is no longer a capital city,

but a capital sin.

[Federico] This is not new, of course,

but even Jesus had to whip the moneylenders

out of the temple.

We're badly in need of a--

of a Christ with a whip.

I don't know what to do.

[sniffle]

Satyagraha.

Do you know what that is?

No.

It is the Hindu word

for passive resistance.

Gandhi resisted passively,

and he won.

My son, in the sea,

even a shark can drown.

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

[thunder] Okay, we all know how to make it

into the Presidential Palace by heart now?

So let's review one last time.

I will take over the CNQ radio station and read our statement.

Carbo?

Machado and I will attack with Peligro through the main gates,

along with Menoyo and his group.

Ignacio, you will provide sniper protection

and reinforcements.

Any questions?

What do you think, Peligro?

♪♪ [singing in native language]

It's time.

♪♪ [singing in native language]

[phone rings]

Mockingbird Pet Shop. Can I help you?

The bird is in the cage.

He's in.

Long live a free Cuba.

[All] Long live a free Cuba.

Mr. President?

Mr. President?

What is it, Pizzi?

There are urgent matters for you to attend to.

♪♪ [singing in native language]

I've been signing edicts all week,

and you know what I've been thinking, Pizzi?

I'm a fortunate man

for having had to sign one single death warrant.

Mr. President, if I might say so myself,

you are a fortunate man, but also a noble man.

Thank you, Pizzi. That's very kind of you.

No, no, no, no, no. It is not kindness.

It is historical justice.

Have I ever told you how much I appreciate you?

No, sir.

Oh.

Sorry I'm late.

I got stuck in Pinelarillo--

the traffic.

What do you want?

I got 450 napkins and tablecloths.

I'm gonna need help getting it out of here.

I don't have any deliveries on my list today.

This is the front gate, right?

Yeah, it's the front gate.

They told me 3:00 at the front gate.

Can you check? Can you--

All right. Stay there.

Is any deliveries on the list today?

No.

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

Go ahead, go in!

Here!

What's that noise?

Come with me! Now!

Let's go!

Fico! The palace is being attacked.

Listen. Manzanita's taken over the radio station.

People of Cuba, the dictator Fulgencio Batista

has just met revolutionary justice.

[door opens]

The gunfire that extinguished

the bloody life of the dictator

can still be heard around the Presidential Palace.

[pounding on door]

It is we, the Directorio Revolucionario,

the iron hand of the Cuban Revolution

who have accomplished the final blow

against this shameful regime

still twisting in its own agony.

Cubans who can hear me, he has just been eliminated.

Long live a free Cuba!

!¡Que vive una Cuba libre!

♪♪ [singing in native language]

Carbo! Carbo!

Luis! Luis!

Luis!

Luis!

[indistinct shouting]

Luis!

Pizzi, leave us alone.

With friends or without friends?

As you like.

Pizzi.

Yes, sir?

[Batista] People of Cuba,

today alien forces made an attempt on my life.

[gunshot]

As you can see,

the news of my demise is vastly exaggerated.

The President now declares business as usual in Havana.

I lend a helping hand to those law-abiding citizens

and our loyal oppositions.

The future of Cuba is safe.

!¡Abuelo!

Our children are safe.

[gunshot]

[girl screams]

[Batista] That is all.

Salud.

Life is becoming a dress rehearsal

for a show nobody'll see.

[gunshot]

What's the word on Luis?

He's nowhere to be found.

Are you sure he's alive?

Positive.

He might be abroad.

He might bea broad.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

I'm sorry. There's no news.

Was he part of the attack?

Yes.

Why won't you tell me where he is?

Because I don't know where he is.

Fico, if something happens,

I want to be there...

for him.

So do I.

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

[neck snapping]

[baby crying]

[baby crying]

May I offer a serious thought

from someone who's never serious?

No.

Well, that was it.

Mmm.

It's good.

A man with a purpose.

[laughs]

A man with less of a purpose.

Fellove, come on. Please join me.

Mmm. Mmm!

[Don Federico] In our house,

Sunday dinner is not a moveable feast.

It is at 6, as usual.

Sorry.

All my sons are welcome, but...

not a minute after 6.

You must always chew. It's good for your health.

You chew and you chew.

Mmm.

And then you chew some more.

See, I'm a man of... good digestion.

In fact, if I wasn't such a modest man,

I'd say I'm a man of great digestion.

That's why I'm still alive.

About our little business...

Our business?

Yeah, our business.

My business is El Tropico.

And I would love to continue going to El Tropico.

So unless that's a prop for one of your new shows...

I'm asking myself,

what is a song and dance man--

because that's what you do, huh?

Just a little song and dance,

and you put on a little show--

doing with a .32 caliber Smith & Wesson?

What? Hey!

What?

What, are you planning to shoot your piano player?

Do you have a new cowboy routine

in El Tropico now, or something?

Any word from Ricardo?

No.

Why were you late for dinner tonight?

Hmm?

I have enemies.

Coño.

And I have the right to protect myself.

Coño.

Fellove, am I your enemy?

You weren't my enemy until you killed my brother.

Luis Fellove, alias Peligro.

Not angel,

not the Virgin Mary--

Peligro!

I swear, I did not kill your brother.

Your brother attacked the Presidential Palace

with the intent to kill my President.

He committed suicide.

Believe me, you do not want to disappoint me.

Trust me on this.

[Don Federico] I can see all you have is thirst for revenge.

[sighs]

Ah, I see.

You know what a zugzwang is?

It's a chess move.

Mm-hmm.

It is a chess move that is no move at all.

It is actually a position--

the position in which each player

will obtain a worse result

if it were his time to move

than if it were not.

Do you follow?

A double-bind.

A reciprocal situation.

All you have to do is act accordingly.

Which means...

[shattering glass]

[Don Federico] Do not act at all.

Go.

Ho ho ho!

Hey, hey!

Bravissimo,Fellove! Bravissimo!

A showman to the end!

One more audition.

So just about any clothes fit you, huh?

[Doña Cecilia] She's very lonely.

Ever since she moved in, she won't go out at all.

Not even with her friends.

The memory of your brother,

and the fact that she has not been able

to have a family of her own...

I hate to see her so sad.

It breaks my heart.

Why don't you ask her out?

She would like that.

It would do her good.

She needs you, and you need her.

[playing piano]

Fico, talk to me.

Please. [sighs]

You know the last thing Luis said to me before he died?

What?

He made me promise...

that if anything ever happened to him,

I would take care of you.

[taps piano keys]

You've grown up in Havana all your life,

and I bet there's parts of the city you don't know at all.

I'm sure you know them well.

You know...

Havana's very much like a rose.

It has petals, and it has thorns.

So it depends on how you grab it.

But in the end, it always grabs you.

Why don't you come out with me tomorrow?

It'll do you good.

[playing piano]

You ever see Beny Moré live?

Mmm.

Ah!

Have you been to the Tropical Beer Gardens?

Ah!

It's good to see you smile.

Thank you.

Why are there handkerchiefs?

The handkerchiefs are so there's no evidence.

Of what?

Of the intimacy they're sharing.

[chanting] Beny! Beny!

Beny! Beny! Beny!

Beny! Beny! Beny!

Beny! Beny!

Where is he?

[Fico] He's always late.

Beny! Beny! Beny!

Beny! Beny! Beny!

Beny! Beny!

He likes to make an entrance.

♪♪ [Latin]

There he is.

[applause]

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

[applause]

[distant gunfire]

[shouting, gunfire]

How many more are in the barracks?

Come on. Come on.

How many more are in the barracks?

[speaking Spanish]

Fellove!

Let's move. Don't waste any time with that.

Let's move!

[Che Guevara] You seem troubled, Fellove.

Is it about the captain we shot?

Listen to me very carefully.

In an insurrection,

the end justifies the means.

What is an insurrection?

Huh?

Armed struggle.

What is the end?

Revolution.

Which entails social, economic, and political transformations.

Like I said...

the end justifies the means.

Hmm?

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

This is Havana.

Who said a woman is like a flower?

A poet with a sense of smell.

May I join you?

Yes.

[chuckling]

What was your name again?

My name again is no name.

What do you mean?

[Latin accent] I don't mean nothing!

Names don't mean, people do.

[Aurora] But you are people, aren't you?

That...nobody can deny.

So what's your name, then?

I have no name.

I already told you that.

Everybody has a name.

Mm-hmm. Everybody but me.

Why not?

I don't know.

Ask him.

Leave me out of your puns.

You're the strangest man I ever met.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[chuckling]

Okay, Emilio.

Your money's no good here.

Thank you, Emilio.

I'll see you at the club.

When I grow up,

I wanna be just like him.

Why?

Because...

he never pays.

[Radio announcer] We interrupt this program with a special news report.

The University of Havana was closed by the government today,

as a direct result of the ongoing riots.

President Fulgencio Batista,

who is under intense pressure to resign,

declared publicly today that the government

will not tolerate the disgracing of the sacred grounds

of the university's Plaza Cadena,

which he claims the professional agitators were using

for their selfish acts of anarchy.

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

She wants to talk to you.

It's okay.

[blowing] El tiempo no esta con ustedes.

[Fico] What did she say?

Time is not on our side.

Fico! Fico!

Braulio. Hey!

Happy New Year. Happy New Year.

How are you? Same to you, my friend.

This is Aurora.

This is Captain Castel

and his lovely wife Marie Cristina. How are you?

The pleasure's mine.

Ah.

You know, this is our year, Fico.

I just got promoted.

Congratulations. Thanks again.

Well...it wasn't because he's your brother.

It's because you're still my favorite pitcher.

Well, you won't regret it.

Well, I hope not.

If you're wrong,

not even your curveball's gonna save you.

Let's dance. Okay.

Bye-bye. Happy New Year.

Happy New Year. Happy New Year.

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

[applause]

Señoras y señores, ladies and gentlemen,

it's almost New Year's

here at El Tropico and all over the world!

We have ignition. Engines running.

Countdown!

[All] 5, 4...

3, 2...

Happy 1959!

Happy New Year to you all!

Mm.

Happy New Year.

A new year, a new life,

or so they say.

[Fico] I certainly hope so.

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

[applause]

[Pizzi] Ladies and gentlemen,

I give you the President of Cuba.

[Batista] Comrades in arms, friends.

Happy New Year's!

Salud!

Why are you so unhappy?

I'm not unhappy. I'm just sad.

Don't be.

It's in my nature.

Hey.

Beauty's your nature.

Sad can be beautiful.

Sad, yes, but not sadness.

[applause]

Whoa, whoa. Please.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we have an urgent announcement.

Batista, President Batista,

has left the country.

He's gone forever.

Let's celebrate a new Cuba!

Music, maestro!

Hold it! Hey! Hey, hey, come on!

[Emcee] Come on, come on, come on!

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

!¡Vive Fidel Castro!

Fidel! Fidel!

Fidel! Fidel!

Fidel! Fidel!

Fidel! Fidel!

Fidel! Fidel!

Fidel! Fidel!

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

Let us be thankful to God for all he has given us.

For the love we share,

which should never be taken for granted.

May it flourish and be fulfilled,

as it is His gift to us.

Amen.

Amen.

You seem truly happy.

I am.

And you?

Me?

I love you.

And I you.

I had a dream.

What was it about?

Us.

Luis was there.

What did he say?

He said he was okay.

What do you think?

You really love me.

Like I said.

Say it to me.

Say it again.

Like I said?

I love you.

[Writer] Watch them closely. They're the future on parade

I would be the only person in Havana

man enough to turn my back on him.

[Aurora] Hey, come on.

A peeping Tom in reverse.

When all the others are watching the bearded Godiva,

I will avert my eyes.

Look how happy everybody is.

[Writer] Everyone is alike in jubilation.

Only suffering makes them different.

[gunshot]

I'm need to see your cells.

Cells? What cells?

I have a friend in the cells.

Attention!

When a superior officer approaches you,

you stand at attention. Is that understood?

Yes, comrade.

At ease.

I need to talk to you.

What's the matter with you?

You've been here all this time,

and you haven't come see your family?

What do you need?

What do I need?

What?

I can't touch you?

Castel is in here. He's in a cell. I need to see him.

There are no cells, Fico.

There's only the cage.

Take me to him.

Take me to him.

Don't fuck around.

Take me to see him right now.

As you wish.

Brauilo!

Brauilo!

Hmm?

Braulio.

Come here. Come here.

Fico.

Fico, Fico.

[grunts]

Oh, you don't look so tough now.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. I'm here.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Get me out of here.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

I'm not...

I'm not an animal.

I deserve... a proper jail.

Well, you built it, we didn't.

Listen to me. I--

I'm not innocent, okay?

But I never killed anybody.

You just like to pull people's eyes out

and their teeth and fingernails and piss on them.

He saved your life!

That was to sell you a favor!

That's a lie. You know it.

He's lying. He's lying.

It's okay. Let me handle it.

Look at me.

Look at me. Look at me.

I'm gonna take care of this.

I believe in you.

You came back.

[Ricardo] Let's go. He'll see you now.

So you're the dancer.

Che, I'm here to inquire about a--

My name is Comandante Guevara.

I'm Che only to my comrades.

What can I do for you?

My brother spoke to you about a friend of mine,

Captain Castel.

Formerly a captain. What about him?

He's detained here.

No longer.

He's been freed?

In a way.

What do you mean?

You know what La Rouchefoucauld said about life?

"There are two things in life we cannot face--

the sun and death."

Here we give people a chance to face both.

We shot your friend early this morning.

Why do you bother with such scum?

Why?

Look, go to your cabaret

and entertain the rich.

Let's go, Fico.

Go.

♪♪ [Latin]

Cha-cha-cha!

Va.

Va. Muy bien.

♪♪ [Reveille]

Va.

Hold it. Hold it.

Hold it. Hold it.

It's too military.

All right, girls, lose the rifles.

Very, very unmilitary now.

Música.

1, 2, 3.

[plays Reveille]

Stop the music!

Stop that music!

Who are you?

I am Zoraida Muñoz,

a delegate for the musicians' union.

What authority do you have to stop my rehearsal?

The government gave me the authority.

See, you own this beautiful cabaret,

but we own the orchestra.

Really?

Really. If I tell the orchestra not to play,

they can't play.

Is that so?

Fico, we're in the union.

They control the union.

I see. And under what grounds do you have

to come here and stop my show?

You just can't use the saxophone

in the orchestra anymore.

Come again?

The saxophone is a instrument of the imperialists.

The saxophone was invented

by a man named Sax in Belgium!

Do you know what the Belgian imperialists

are doing in the Congo?

They're a bunch of murderers.

You don't say.

No, I do say!

And I am saying

that if you want the orchestra to play,

then you have to go without the saxophone.

Otherwise, I will stop the show.

Great show.

What's wrong with it?

What's wrong with it?

You mean besides the fact

that they executed my friend in two days without due process?

And now they're threatening to close down my club

because we can't use saxophonesin the orchestra.

Saxophones!

Besides that?

[Writer] What about the pigeons?

The pigeon.

Never work with pigeons.

Guano.

Well, at least we don't have to deal

with the likes of Meyer Lansky anymore.

Maybe worse.

Here's to a Cuba libre.

Well, what do we do now?

Let's go to Hernando's.

[Writer] Hernando's Hideaway.

Now, that has a certain ring to it.

I'm going.

I'm going,

which translates to I'm not going.

♪♪ [Man singing in Spanish]

Dance with me.

What's wrong?

What's happening?

[Man] !¡Viva el suerte de Fidel.

[Woman] !¡Viva Fidel!

[speaking Spanish]

It's Fidel.

The guy we saw performing with a pigeon once.

Let's go over. I want to meet him.

Too early in the day for that.

There are some things I need to say.

I want to speak with him.

Will you please take me?

What?

There are some things I need to say.

Would you please take me?

No.

I'll go on my own, then.

Fidel's inviting us to have breakfast with him.

He invited you, not me.

I don't think it's proper for me to turn him down.

Well, I don't think it's proper for me to wait around.

You're jealous.

Of a circus ringmaster?

You don't know me.

I thought you never paid?

I always pay sooner or later.

[playing piano]

[honk honk]

Cecilia?

Yes, dear.

Was that Ricardo at the door?

No, no. They had the wrong house.

Oh.

Aurora.

Or should I say compañera?

Fidel sends his regard and admiration.

He regrets that he couldn't be here

to greet you personally.

He sent me in his place

to offer you something of great importance.

[Writer] Good news and bad news.

[Fico] Somebody I know?

Somebody you don't know.

"Aurora Bernal de Fellove,

"a widow of a martyr of the revolution--

"Luis Fellove, who was killed

"in the massacre on Humboldt Street,

"after his heroic exploits,

"during the assault on the Presidential Palace.

"Comrade Aurora has been named

Widow of the Revolution of the Year."

Nice writers they have down here, huh?

Widow of the Revolution.

Does that mean

she was formerly married to the revolution,

and now the aforementioned revolution is dead?

And did that happen this year, too?

And the copy--

even I can write better than that.

But...

it does suggest...

heads up now--

The Merry Widow of the Revolution--

some songs, a little bit of business.

Very nice musical you could open

right here in Fico's Palace.

I'd like to run with this one if I could.

I'm gonna go see if I can nail down the rights.

[phone rings]

Hello.

[Aurora] Hello, Fico.

You haven't called me.

I had work to do.

You've just disappeared.

I missed you.

Work to do.

Have you seen it in the papers?

Isn't it wonderful?

Yes, I'm glad to hear it.

Luis should be so proud.

Right.

The reason I called you is to invite you

to a little celebration in my honor.

Would you please come?

Maybe some other time. Listen, I have to go.

All right.

Please call me.

I love you.

Once more into the breach.

What can I do for you?

We're closing down this cabaret

on account of gambling.

Gambling.

Illegal gambling.

What illegal gambling?

We caught two stagehands playing cards.

And that's illegal.

Oh, it's worse than that.

It is a dangerous distraction to the masses.

The opium of the people, Marx said.

I thought Marx said religion was the opiate of the people.

Marx said that, too.

Karl or Groucho?

Cut the crap.

Also an illegal gambling game.

The revolutionary government

will decide when, how,

and if this premises will be functioning again.

You son of a bitch! How dare you?

I'm an artist!

!¡Puta! !Coño!

Likewise.

[sighs]

Hello! My nephew the hero!

You forgot?

Good to see you.

My goodness.

♪♪ [playing Latin jazz]

There's nothing like an old Victrola.

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

I was just about to make my rounds.

But first we have a drink, huh?

And then we'll have a walk,

talk, a smoke,

and then...

[laughs]

...we will eat, huh?

Ricardito.

Isn't this beautiful?

It's a little behind, yes,

but it shows great promise.

The day I die...

all of this will be yours.

No, it won't.

Yes, it will, but after I die.

Ha ha.

You don't understand. It belongs to the revolution.

The revolution will pass, believe me.

I've seen it all before.

Menocal, Machado, Batista...

Where are they now?

Gone.

Fidel Castro will pass, too.

But the land...

the land, it will endure.

Fidel Castro sent me personally

to take vacant possession of this land.

What are you talking about?

I'm here too evict you.

Would you repeat that to me, please?

This farm is now property of the state.

I am here to legally inform you

that you must leave immediately.

What did you just say to me, nephew?

Godson.

My blood!

How dare you come to my house

and tell me to get out?

Have you no shame?

You really think I'm going to leave my house?

My land?

I have worked this earth too hard with my bare hands

to let some fidelistas take it from me!

Listen, you have to understand,

this is the future now.

The future?

Yes, the future.

Piss on your future!

I spit on your future!

Let them try and take it.

You just let them try!

Take it easy.

Where is your sense of--

Ohh! Aah...

Ohh...

Where is your sense of--

Are you okay?

...family?

[groaning]

Help! Help!

Dono, put your head up.

Put your head up. Put your head--

Help me! Help!

Help! Help!

Hello, Father.

Hi, son.

What a great thing to hear.

No one comes to say hello these days.

Just good-bye.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, well...

my brother's resting in peace,

and Ricardo, unfortunately...

will have to live with the consequences of his actions.

And that's very sad.

But, uh...

I would like to talk about you.

I remember what you said about the moneylenders in the temple.

Yeah.

Well, the self-proclaimed Christ is here,

and he's all whip.

I know.

Federico.

Yeah.

Your mother and I... are worried about you.

Now we think you should be leaving the country.

My place is here with both of you.

Listen to me.

No. I'm not gonna leave,

unless you're gonna come with me.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

In life, you have to know when to arrive,

but you have to know when to leave.

And you should be leaving to a place

where you can express yourself freely,

not like here.

And this will fill our hearts with hope.

We'll be fine, Fico. We'll be fine.

I have left you very little, my son.

How can you say that?

You've given me the wealth of your example.

That's all I need.

Remember that the future of our family's with you.

You know...in Cuba,

we have always had plenty of light.

We have never had darkness at noon before.

You are my pride and my joy.

I'm going to do something I did to you

when you were a little boy.

This.

I know.

Nothing there, huh?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

[Cecilia] How could you?

Look at me!

What has become of you, Ricardo?

You betray your country.

You disgraced your family.

You are lost, my son.

Yes, you are.

Fico--

♪♪ [Latin]

[Fico] I wish I could go back to the beginning.

[Writer] Mmm, I love beginnings.

Why's that?

Nothing's happened yet.

Anticipation is in the air. Optimism.

What about the end?

Well, they don't call it the end for nothing.

I hate endings...

unless, of course, your end is your beginning,

which makes your beginning your end.

Then I would love the end.

Where are we now?

If you don't know where you are,

then you are in the middle.

No doubt about that.

[thunder]

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

[record skipping]

[skipping]

[sobbing]

There goes my swing vote.

Friends, I have an important announcement to make.

There's no dessert.

Food rationing.

Would you mind?

And now a few brief words from the man with no name?

I'll be brief.

[Southern accent] Ladies and gentlemen...

[laughs]

[regular voice] Our Federico Fellove is going away for good.

Being a writer, I stress the word good

because I think it will be good for him...

and good for us, too.

Fico is going to New York City...

the Mecca of show business...

where I'm gonna be headin' for eventually.

[laughs] [laughs]

[Southern accent] Fico, I know you're gonna be there

to welcome us with open arms

as you have so many times in the past.

Ladies and gentlemen...

the writer, for the first time, speechless.

I'll bail you out.

I'd like to say something.

[Writer] Please.

I wanna say that this, uh...

this moment here means a great deal to me...

and I'm gonna treasure this forever.

[Fico] Salud.

[Writer] Forever is a very long time, Fico.

It's all right. He's with me.

[Latin music playing]

[Aurora] Would you like a drink?

[Fico] No, I'm driving.

I thought you came in a taxi.

I'm driving the taxi.

Very funny.

Most things are these days.

I need to speak to you alone.

I have an exit visa.

I'm leaving.

What did you say? You heard what I said.

I'm leaving the country.

I want you to come with me.

To go where?

Anywhere but here. It doesn't matter.

We can start again.

Fico, I have a duty to my country.

It is what Luis died for.

Luis--Luis died for Cuba. He didn't die for Fidel.

For the first time in my life,

I feel I'm part of something important.

I feel I can make a difference.

We're fighting the just cause.

In a ruthless and undemocratic manner.

We have to make our reforms first.

Democracy will come later.

Then why not the other way around?

I don't want to argue with you.

Never you.

Why don't you give us a chance?

Us? Us as in us?

Or us as in you and the cause célébre?

Don't be angry with me.

No, anger would be too simple.

You must know that I love you.

That's the complicated part.

I'm sorry, Señora Fellove.

The Commandante Guevara and the Soviet ambassador want to see you.

It seems urgent.

Please stay.

Why do you have to leave?

Please.

[Man] Miss Fellove, this is the Soviet ambassador.

That is all you're ever gonna get.

What? It's not included in the deal?

Yes.

Let's go. Come on. Let's go.

What are you doing?

You're embarrassing me.

This gathering is an embarrassment.

Get your hands off me.

Get you hands off me!

Take your hands off me.

You have something to say?

Comrade...

the dance floor is yours.

To Luis Fellove...

who died for a dream,

a dream of a pluralistic and democratic Cuba!

Long live a free Cuba.

Let's go.

Long live a free Cuba.

[All] Long live a free Cuba.

Fico, wait.

I can't leave.

We must leave before it's too late to get out.

Try and understand.

Try to understand?

I understand that I'm lost without you.

This is bigger than us.

There is nothing bigger than us.

Listen to me.

Can't you see what's happening?

You're being taken advantage of.

Is that what you want?

You want to be told what to think the rest of your life?

Because there's no end to this.

This is madness.

You deserve more. Wedeserve more.

If you stay, your life will not belong to you.

[sniffle]

Please.

Come with me.

Please.

We're all that's left of our family.

In time, you'll understand.

There's no more time.

Here's your exit visa.

I'm leaving tomorrow at 5:00 in the afternoon.

♪♪ [piano]

♪♪ [military]

Comrade, compañero--

[speaking Spanish]

I salute you.

On behalf of our maximum leader

and all Communists in Cuba, welcome! !¡Bienvenido!

Federico Junior.

I want you to have this.

You will need it on the day where...

when what is left of our family...

be reunited.

That's for you. Mother and I--

Just don't worry because we'll be right here.

We're strong people.

We're gonna be right here...

waiting for you.

We'll have dinner together.

Uh, but what is very important...

At 6, okay?

Sharp.

Not a minute afterwards.

That's my boy.

Yeah. That's it.

There. It fits you as well as it fits your father.

Are you kidding?

Much better.

Look at him.

I'm gonna send for you as soon as I can.

Bye.

It's all okay.

God bless you.

I gotta go.

Okay.

[Federico] We'll be here.

♪♪ [Man singing in Spanish]

Let's go!

Next.

What's in the bag?

Only what I need.

Open it.

[Airport announcer speaking in Spanish]

Man of taste.

What's this?

Home movies. There's my camera.

Open it.

I wanna photograph the injustice of American life.

Stretch out your arms.

Empty your pockets.

Ring and watch, take them off.

Put it in here.

Sir?

Inside.

Take it off.

This watch belonged to my father.

"Belonged" is correct.

In here.

What's this?

A memento.

Hmm.

You worms are strange.

Not yet gone, and you're already carrying souvenirs.

You can't take Cuba with you, you know.

Free to go.

Next.

[thunder]

[radio] This is Willis Conover of theVoice of America

bringing you The Music of Freedom.

For those of you in limbo out there, here is the Duke

and saxophone is Coleman Hawkins

with Limbo Jazz.

♪♪ [jazz]

[knock on door]

Who is it?

[Man] Room service.

[groans]

So when did you leave?

Better ask when did I escape.

Semantics, my friend, is made up of antics.

I'm glad to see you.

It can only mean that you're lonely.

Lonely is the best word.

When a man is truly lonely,

even a light bulb is good company.

Actually, I'm masquerading as an exile.

Well, your impersonation is quite good.

I'm still in Cuba.

[chuckles]

Where do you think I am, Jersey City?

Joe DiMaggio.

Minnie Minoso.

He looks in.

Yeah, you latched on that one.

[flush]

[Fico] Hmm, where we going?

[Writer] El Dragon Rojo,

a Cuban-Chinese restaurant which is neither.

But they are under the illusion I'm a writer.

Madam.

Oh, madam.

What would you like today?

My usual please.

Beluga caviar to start.

For an entrée, pheasant tongues

marinated in vin de sauternes.

Smyrna figs for dessert,

and a bottle of Veuve Cliquot--

chilled, not merely cold, please.

Fried rice and bananas for two.

Yes, the special, please, but bring it right away.

We haven't eaten since the revolution.

Did you know that Cuba is half white,

half black, and half Chinese?

That's three halves.

Everything is coming in threes these days, even halves.

Which half are you?

Half owner.

Should have been a stand-up comedian.

I may hold you to that.

I can't help you.

I'm just a former cabaret owner.

Once a cabaret owner, always a cabaret owner.

Or is it once a former cabaret owner,

always a former cabaret owner?

Fico.

Take a break, chico.

Time to suffer.

Good one.

Thank you.

Ahem.

Thank you.

Look, Fico,

I've been...

I've been thinking.

You know, it bothers me

to see you, Fico Fellove,

working in the kitchen.

Nonsense.

Now, I've told you before I appreciate the work.

Well, anyway, I was thinking.

What if I set up a piano in the cafe?

Would you be interested in...

[imitates piano playing]

Unfortunately, the pay would be the same,

but plus tips.

Whatever you need. Hmm?

You know I appreciate it.

Mm.

I'd like to keep this job, too.

I need the extra money.

I'm trying to bring my family.

Enough said. Enough said.

To free Cuba.

Salud. Salud.

♪♪ [piano]

[Writer] The present you are living in is so thin,

you could squeeze it underneath a door.

[Fico] The trouble with exile is exile.

Thank you.

[Writer] I have a solution.

This pretty lady's torch is Aladdin's lamp.

Aladdin's lamp.

And it will grant any wish in your life.

I wish I could relive it.

You can by rebuilding it.

Will you work for me?

Free drinks?

Done.

[plays piano]

Gentlemen, time to suffer.

[chuckles]

The door was open.

You know, the thing I love most about New York

is that you're always running into old friends.

You know why we're friends?

Because we don't believe in coincidences.

Please sit down.

You may consider me an enemy,

but I've always considered you a friend, Federico.

I may at times have lost my patience at times,

but never with a man I respect

and that respects me in kind.

How we doing there, Joe?

Flirting. Good.

Take your hat off.

Ah, she was a beautiful thing, Havana.

We should have known she was a...

a heartbreaker.

And here we are.

It's bashert-- destiny.

Now, listen.

Listen hard.

I didn't bomb your place, kid.

That's not my style.

Okay?

[Writer] May I have an egg cream?

Chocolate syrup, cold milk.

Spritz the seltzer until it foams up over the top.

No.

And a bit of rum, yes?

Yeah. An egg cream.

What's your name?

[sighs] I never thought you'd ask.

[claps hands]

My offer's still open.

A new club. Las Vegas.

Nevada. No humidity.

Don't answer. Think about it.

You know?

You know, even in rejection

lead me on a little bit, hmm?

Don't break my heart...

just yet.

Boychik.

You like egg cream.

Yes, I like egg creams.

And I'm not crazy about humidity, either.

You give my regards to your family.

You have the ingredients right.

There's an art with the seltzer spritz.

Your chocolate goes at the bottom

with milk over it,

and then you spritz straight down,

but then you spritz around the glass

until it rises to the top.

[Writer] Always a pleasure, Lansky.

I mean Mr. Meyer. Love your wieners.

Bueno,Fico. Good night.

Okay, have a good time.

Keys are in the back. Have a good time.

Good night, Mrs. Calabash, wherever you are.

Gentlemen, don't burn the place down.

[door opens, bell jingles]

[door shuts]

[door opens, bell jingles]

Did you ever have the feeling

that you wanted to go?

Did you ever have the feeling

that you wanted to stay?

Go, stay, go, stay, go...

Ooh.

That's a go, isn't it?

Madam, always a pleasure.

Give my regards to the pigeons.

Why are you here?

I'm here...

with our dedication to United Nations.

Do you have time for some coffee?

I'm sorry you left.

There was nothing left for me in Havana.

Yes, I know.

You lost your club.

No, that's not what I meant.

You sound bitter.

Not at all.

I have no money...

but I feel...

as though I'm worth more than I ever was.

Would it do any good to say I'm sorry?

No, not really.

Try at least to understand me.

I've understood more than you could explain.

Why don't you come back to Cuba with me?

Because it's dangerous...

for my soul.

I see you still do not believe in causes.

Well, I don't have a loyalty to a lost cause.

But I do have a loyalty to a lost city.

And that's my cause and my curse.

Please don't hate me, then.

I'll never hate you.

I'll always love you.

Why can't you love me there?

Too big of a price to pay.

Be well.

Stop crying.

You can always love me here.

Remember that.

You're so beautiful.

[door opens, bell jingles]

[door shuts]

[people chanting]

♪♪ [Latin]

♪♪ [singing in Spanish]

[singing continues]

[people join in song]

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