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People ask, where do you get your ideas?

Right here.

Oh, this is my magician's toy shop.

I'm Ray Bradbury, and this is...

Breakfast, husband.

And son of the father who is my husband.

Oh, good.

I could eat the dog that eats the cat.

Look at that sky.

Listen to the music of life.

Don't say it. It's bad luck.

It might be taken away.

Maria, you are so superstitious. What could happen? Don't say that either. You

bring it on.

Bring what on?

Drink before this gets warm. Eat before this gets cold.

Maria, you are one of the gods. Come down to earth to make me happy, only to

leave and make me sad.

Fifteen feet. Start here.

Finishes here. Flat. No build. You have eight minutes.

All right, guys.

Parabellum of the sun from there to there. But it won't last long.

Don't go mad with your toys.

Reflectors with bunkers. I have diffusion number three.

Tell makeup and water that they're not ready. They're dead.

Right away, sir.

Shadows.

Makeup. Texture.

Burton.

You must come and look.

It's a manifest.

Where's Tomas?

Andrew?

Andrew!

The coat hangar's over here now. They've been tidying themselves up since first

light, and the light is now perfect. Done!

Lord, why does no one want to roll this camera except me?

You down there.

Ricardo, don't come away. You down there.

That's all I need.

Ricardo, stop.

I don't need to stop. Tell them to stop. I'm not hurting anything.

You there.

All right, darling, let's put you right here. And the bottle here, keep the

label turned to the camera. After all, we are trying to sell some ground. And

when... Thomas.

The lies and shadows will hit you absolutely. Thomas is in the street.

Our own son, laughing there.

Don't. No, no, I'll cut off their heads.

The eye of the master, Kirsten, though I say it myself.

The cool, dark mystery of shadow.

The hot passion of the sun.

And you in trance.

If that doesn't fill that sick -making stuff, I'll drink some myself.

Andrew, let's have a rehearsal now.

Done. Places, everyone.

That's my banister.

Amigo, we're filming.

Making a movie.

Everything's all right. A few set -ups and we'll move on.

Everything is not all right.

She is on my house.

We're filming a commercial.

It's costing lots and lots of... I get it. Silly me.

Andrew, give this gentleman some portraits of his president.

De Niro, pesos.

No, you insult me. I work for my money.

Please go.

What? Move my crew?

All this equipment?

Now!

Thomas, get in the house.

But, Papa.

Huh?

In all my years in the film industry, no one has behaved as Batman is behaving.

It is past time someone behaved.

I am the one.

All right.

We'll use the street I found on the survey. It has cracked walls, deep

It's not as good, but I shall be able to make it work.

We're moving out.

Look, you must understand.

It is not you I matter, or even him.

I have my job, you have yours. We should understand each other, but I will not

have my alley used because it has pretty shadows.

Or my sky used because of its sun. Or my house used because there is an

interesting crack in the wall. That guy pestering you, Kirsten.

No, no, no. I am explaining.

Look, you must understand. I'm not a mean man.

You should have thought to ask permission.

Well, do I have permission, senor?

No.

Why are you angry? I am the one to be mad.

Why ask permission if it's refused?

Politeness. Good manners.

The world runs mad for lack of politeness.

The loss of good manners.

Thanks for the enlightenment.

This way, guy.

On the double. It's the locals who take the theater.

One moment.

One moment, please.

Do I look like a cardboard cutout? What do you mean, cardboard?

Well, you see,

The places where the tourists stick their heads to pretend they are

dancers. So if they're there, why not?

And we're here, so why not, huh?

We do not exist to be backgrounds for your smiling ladies.

My life is my life.

My alley is my alley.

Exactly, Buster.

And they're both over there, the other side of the square.

We're off your little hacienda now.

So behave yourself and bamus.

Or I'll call the Federales.

Ricardo.

They had their work and so do you. And we both should do our work.

Where it is fitting.

We are not a film studio. We are people. And we must be given attention as

people.

We did not plan our cracked walls and peeling paint.

Ricardo. Maria.

If I had not sent Tomas inside, they would have used my honorable son in

Not... Quite. That's clothing like a poster or a potted plant or a cut.

Ricardo. Tomás. Yes, Tomás. He's not inside.

Naomi, I'll put you here. The sun will cross my feet perfect.

Lucky for you guys, I can think on my feet.

Okay.

We'll come off, Naomi, bound.

Cross the statue, the broken nose is fabulous.

And we move in to discover Kirsten leaning against the door and the A1

beast.

Don't you belong back at that loudmouth place?

I am free to go where I wish.

Damn right you can, kid.

Hey, look.

I am going to put you in my movie. What do you think of that, huh?

This will fix that dead spot between the fountain and the wall. Now, when I call

action, I want you to start here, walk in that direction.

And don't stop till I call cut.

Andrew. Sir.

Give him a few pesos. Sir.

Ten.

Americano.

I hate impromptu, but on the other hand, here.

Okay, we'll shoot the rehearsal. We've lost enough time already.

Kid, kid, sit down. Sit down.

Yeah. And no smiles.

Sad.

Your poor mother's just sent you out with the last few pesos to buy half of

And five B's.

Motivation for a kid, eh?

Okay, stand by, kid. Now remember, this is serious.

Serious indeed.

Now it seems you have vandalized the whole town.

Tomás, vámonos.

I warned you, Pancho.

This is not your house, and we never knocked it down.

My home is intact.

And my name is Ricardo Juan de Silva Orte.

A good name for the mayor of the town.

No, I'm not the mayor.

Then, with or without your permission, citizen, we shall proceed.

Same position for you, Naomi.

Kirsten, the shot will pick you up. On the move, walking to the door. I'll kill

you for your walk.

Excuse us, citizen. We're working.

Andrew! Sir! The old man out of it. He's in the shot.

Sir! What's this?

Can you come over here?

All right, girls, get ready. Look gorgeous. Wait for my cue. And don't

we'll motivate them.

All right.

What are you doing?

Roll camera. I'm standing here watching.

Rolling. Isn't that your doorway?

I mean, you wouldn't let them use it?

Well, I'd rather.

But if they're using your property like a movie actor's place, aren't you

insulting?

I haven't thought about it.

Slowly, slowly.

Think.

I see little harm.

Go, Kirsten!

What are you doing?

Am I the only one in the world with a tongue in his mouth and taste on his

tongue? Is this the town of pictures that won't anyone do something about

this?

Except me.

Deuces know how to pick their moments, huh, guys?

Laszlo, how goes it, guys? Great, Vincent, great. Kidding's a terrific

What else would I expect from a film by Laszlo? You want the quaint man in the

background? You want me by this wall here with my hat dust, my beach dust,

light dust, and, uh, on my sandals, which, by the way, I've made myself.

Using the locals?

Marvelous. Good thinking.

And this guy doesn't even want any money.

He's a bit loco, but I'm getting some good atmosphere with it. Do you want me

rip this hole in my shirt a bit larger? Like this? Okay, buddy.

That's fine.

Is my face cleared with enough respiration?

Is my hair long enough, sir?

He's pretty sharp, huh?

Just stand.

Right there.

Oh, I will not look in the camera.

Get them to PD left.

Let me get set.

Roll camera. Rolling.

Now kiss her.

I

did

not know I would do that.

Sorry, Vincent.

The village idiot called the cops. I've done that already.

May I suggest a change of location? Something like a beach?

I've got just the spot. Beautiful sand, old boats, blue sky, sparkling water.

Sounds good to me. And me.

Two minutes. Time is money.

Hurry up before the bride comes in and ruins Vincent's wonderful idea.

Like that.

Oh, it's fishing stuff. Great set dressing.

Oh, my God.

What are we going to do about this, idiot? Buy more.

Try back.

Well, try harder.

More money.

I'll show you what a producer does.

Police will soon be here.

Attention. Look.

Look at what the dog has done for you.

What patterns, huh? What art.

Well, quick before it dries.

Here they are.

Please.

Got him, sir.

What seems to be the trouble?

That man over there.

We want him removed.

This man over here seems only to be leaning against a boat.

Well, sure, now he is, but... Just watch this space.

Okay, girls, down there by the nets.

Take your poses, girls.

Roll camera.

Rolling.

And action.

Cut.

And we have all the evidence on film.

So what do you want me to do?

Do? Arrest him.

Indecent exposure.

He's wasting our money.

This man over here, I know him. His name is Ricardo.

Hola, Esteban.

Ricardo, que pasa?

Things could be better, Esteban.

Well, he's doing nothing that I can see.

He's half naked. We're not making a porno.

This man, he's doing nothing immoral.

If he were doing something with his hands...

Or with his body.

Something terrible to view.

Then I would act on the instant.

However, since he is simply standing there, not moving limb or muscle, I can

nothing wrong.

He's naked!

He's naked!

Naked! The shirt is long. I am not offended.

They are offended.

There are naked people and naked people.

Good, bad, some sober, some with drink in them.

I judge this man, Ricardo, to be a man with no drink in him.

He's a good man by reputation.

Half naked, see.

But he's standing very still, so as not to frighten the fishes.

Who are you?

Brother. Yes, compadre, see.

Man! Yes! Throw everybody out back to the square. We'll find another location.

France.

What?

France, Sweden, Spain.

Sweden, ah.

I have seen nice pictures of walls in Sweden.

I'll find a place without you.

I think not.

I will be there.

Tomorrow, the next day, let the bullfight at the market anywhere.

Everywhere you go, I go.

Quietly, with dignity.

To perform this necessary act.

The hell do you think you are?

I did not know till now.

I came upon myself by surprise.

As long as there is one man like me, In the town of 10 ,000, the world will go

on.

Without me... Hail.

Laszlo, we'll need to talk.

I warned you, Laszlo.

I hate location.

We have this fabulous, raunchy Ranchero studio set, but now... You demanded the

real thing.

Well, if this is the real thing, give me artificial every time.

I'm disappointed.

I'm very disappointed.

As we've spent the big bucks coming down here, we'll have to shoot it here in

lovely Santa Misery or something.

Fifty miles down the coast, the location of hell.

Give you two hours travel, lunch, save your receipts, start at one, and do your

extra overnight.

Your fees are not looking so good, Mark.

Eight full multiplied by 125.

Subtract from equals.

Serious.

Now I have walked up the street to my house, which has paint peeling

from the door where I have brushed it a thousand times in passing.

and walked these stones that I have worn down in 30 years of walking.

I have run my hand over the crack in the wall of my house, which is the crack

made by the earthquake in 1980.

When you and I were much in love, and thought it was our love that moved the

house, warm and great in the night.

But it was the earth trembling, and in the morning, that crack in the wall.

And I have climbed up the steps to the latticework balcony of my father's home,

which latticework he made with his own hands.

And we shall sit, eating and talking.

Not photographs, not backdrops, not paintings, not stage furniture, any of

But in our own way, actors.

All of us.

Very fine actors, indeed.

Tomás, what is he doing? Is he still stage drunk?

I think not.

Tomás, our son that we created.

That is good.

It is very good.

I think, Maria, the world will go on.