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Okay, now, so this is where Mickey gets the bad guy, right? He jabs and jabs

him. And then he's going to kick him in the stomach and get it. And then he's

going to finish him off, right, with a front jump snap kick.

And then this other guy comes in.

I like movies and all.

Don't get me wrong, but I kind of like reality. And right now, the reality

be a little more exciting.

Well, I was having fun.

Now, now, now, now, now. You know, I...

I appreciate your being the fighting brains and all behind major motion

stars and all, but I was hoping I could see some of the other talents you have.

Well, that's my best one.

Well, I'll be the judge of that.

You're very, very pretty, Matt.

Ooh, I think I'm in love.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I'm going to show you right now. I'm going to tell her.

It ain't much, but it might be the job.

You know, I know a little something about bulls myself.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

It's all in control.

Letting them know who's boss.

I ain't no bull.

Well, you are tonight.

Let me help you with this.

Okay, it's not.

You know, this reminds me of his time as an Amarillo.

Okay. Uh -huh.

Maybe you should take your hat.

No.

Ow. Ow.

Okay. Okay.

Yeah.

Oh, beautiful.

Just beautiful.

Yeah. Just like two little Texas grapefruits.

You should talk a lot.

Ow, oh, ow.

Ow, okay.

That's enough of that.

Uh -huh.

All right.

A kiss would be nice right about now.

Okay, I guess not.

Are you ready?

Yes, ma 'am, I'm ready.

Ready? Yes.

Oh, Ma, how can you, huh?

Going to Wario's isn't going to make any difference. Yes, it is.

It's a good treatment and it works.

Honey, my time is up.

I'm ready.

Well, I'm not.

I love you, Pearson.

You're independent.

I love you, Kate.

Dear Red Shoes, I've always considered myself to be a rough, tough, no

no wimp factor kind of woman.

That was until my mother fell terminally ill.

I tried everything, but there was little I could do to help her.

And the closer to death she came, the more vulnerable I became.

And open.

Furious.

We were crossing the border to a new world.

It held the last hope for my mom.

And, though I didn't know it then, me.

Mmm. Sexy lingerie.

Three days, and she hasn't eaten a thing.

Buenos dias. She's worried about her mother.

Pobre muchacha.

They're from Hollywood.

Hollywood is no good for our people, mijo.

Good morning, senorita.

Good morning. You remember Lupe?

What was her name?

Only the most beautiful woman of us, Wendy.

They called her the Mexican Spitfire.

She had all the handsome hands.

Douglas, what's his name? John, what's his name? Even Tarzan, whatever his name

was.

I don't know

what to do.

Once more.

Your dad wanted me to have an abortion, but...

You're the best thing that ever happened to me.

What does that mean?

The sweet lavender.

Ah, senorita, it's good to see you eat.

Would you like some more?

Please.

Senora, last night I saw something that was fascinating.

Men fighting with masks over their heads.

Oh, no, senorita.

That fighting is no good.

But, senora, there was one man that fought. You should have seen him. He was

powerful. They call him El Vingativo.

Yes.

I know of him.

They say he moved like my husband did.

A great one.

But he was murdered in the ring.

They called my Hector Mil Mascaras.

A thousand masks.

And he had a thousand different faces.

A thousand dreams.

He was beautiful, like my Miguel.

Women and children loved him because he never used dirty tricks.

But the promoters were corrupt.

And when he wouldn't cooperate with them, they got one of their fighters to

his throat with a razor blade.

No, señorita, there's no honor in the ring anymore.

Miguel knows that I will lock him up in his room with chains on his arms and

legs if he dares to step foot on the ring.

He would have the night he died.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't be in here. Your mother is probably... My mom never come here.

It make her too sad.

I make the candles burn all the time.

Masks, they're beautiful.

Would you like to have one?

Yeah. Go ahead, pick one.

Why don't you pick one for me?

Okay.

Because you're fierce.

Like a panther.

Did I say something wrong?

Just something my mother always says.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

We have the very tough Mariachi!

Pobrecita Holly.

I'm so sorry for you, Mama.

I want you to have this.

Money is not what I want.

I want to see your face.

Please.

I'm sorry.

I hope you are not disappointed.

No.

Not.

I decided to scatter Mother's ashes to the winds.

Somewhere. When I got the right feeling.

It's what she would have wanted.

And I needed to put some time and space between me and Miguel.

Our worlds were so different.

A masked stranger came into my life and showed me another way.

By the time I was with him, it was as though my soul were transported into

place somewhere between heaven and earth.

between reality and fantasy.

And if I still feel the same way about him that I do now, I'm going to go back,

see where it takes us.

Where does that take us, fella?

Take us out of here.

Bye.