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BLUE SUMMER

THE LAST SHOW

What can I get you, sirs?

Three large Coca Colas.

- And the bottles? - We don't have them.

Bring them back later then.

- Okay. - Anything else?

My fathers wants you to put three shots of gin here.

Your father wants three shots of gin?

And he wants me to put them here?

That's right.

Tell your father I ran out of gin.

He wouldn't care if is rum instead.

Oh, he also likes rum?

What's wrong with him?

What do you think?

He's so wasted.

That's right. So get out of here. You don't wanna get wasted too.

Take the Coca Colas and get out. And stick to that drink.

But my father...

If your father wants to drink, he must come down here.

Go, get away from here.

- Frasco. - What now?

You're a total fiasco, Frasco!

- Is the coast clear? - Come on in. There's nobody.

- I thought someone was coming. - So did I.

- And the gin? - He wouldn't give it to us.

- Dis you say it was for your dad? - We said it was for his dad.

Well, plain cokes like these are no fun.

I told you we couldn't trick Frasco.

Yes, but I said: "you're a fiasco, Frasco".

And what did he say?

We don't know. We didn't wait to see.

Some make drinks with perfume.

- Get out of here! - Gross.

I swear. I saw it on TV. A boxer who was arrested said that...

in jail they made drinks with 'Baron Dandy'.

Why don't we make a show? That would be fun.

A show?

Yes, we could do impressions, tell jokes, sing and so on.

My friends and I do it often in our homes.

We wear costumes and have a lot of fun.

Yes, but that's for girls. Isn't it?

Nonsense. For boys too.

Boys and girls mean more fun with .

- Isn't that right, Javi? - Yes...

But we don't have any costumes.

We can go home and get things from our parents.

Okay, let's go.

- I already know what mask I'll wear. - Me too.

- If you want... - It's okay with me.

Come on, cheer up. You'll see that it's fun.

Could you tie my patch, Desi?

- Is this is a patch? - Of course, all pirates have one.

- But it's too big for you. - Okay, I'll cut it a little.

- How do I look? - Divine.

- Don't forget the wooden leg. - Okay.

I doesn't suit me. I don't like it.

Come on. Don't make noise; I don't want my parents to find out.

I'm the pirate with a wooden leg.

This is crazy.

Which one's better? Red or blue?

- Blue. - What's your costume, Javi?

I'm dressed as a punk; a drunk punk.

What do you have in the bottle?

Kid, I have perfume in the bottle, for desperate people.

Liar. Let me see.

- Yuk. I hope is not true. - It's really perfume.

- I saw you wink. - Let me try it.

It's herbal tea.

An what's that stick?

It's the pirate's wooden leg.

Hello. Can I come in?

Fantastic.

Hot chick; bulky.

Stop it. Don't touch me.

You look so good.

Come on, shall we start the show?

We're still missing Pancho.

Maybe his uncle didn't let him come.

Sit down. Desi and I will start.

Take that off.

Watch out for that chair.

Lift this chair.

Start already.

Bea has to rehearse.

Come on!

Let the show start. Or the public will part.

People are dizzying and the public is pissing.

If you behave like that, I won't perform; that's it.

I want my money back, then.

Come on, it's about to start. If it goes wrong, it's your fault.

Ladies and gentlemen please welcome the great Russian dancer Beatrizova.

- Hello - Your uncle was looking for you.

- Why? - You have to go on an errand.

I can't, I have to go to a show.

Go on then, before your uncle starts his own show.

Whenever I have something interesting to do,

I have to go do some delivery.

Go, boy. Don't think about it.

And take a jacket; it rains cats and dogs.

Bravo!

- Whose turn is it? - Ours.

If you're going to act like idiots, get out of here.

I've found out that you don't like o walk.

I don't like it, because I am a walker.

Let me tell you that I'm a big walker.

You get out of here.

Ding dong. Attention, Miss Cassandra please go to aisle 3, ground floor.

Ding dong. Ladies' and men's pants 3.95. Great prices, great store.

What do you say madam? Your washing machine doesn't work?

Use detergent Plim, because Plim cleans and bleaches everything.

I told you to wear something, not this.

After the delivery, we're making a show in Javi's garage.

- This is my costume. - Here. This is for Carabeo 14.

And hurry up.

And be careful not to trip in those boots.

Hot dude! Hot dude!

Hot dude!

Hot dude!

That's not fair. You must pay attention.

We've seen your act and we applauded.

And nothing for us. We need some applause.

- Cut it out sprout! - Don't stay Jay!

Go ahead and finish that we'll start again.

In that case I'll eat my apples.

What's your costume? Have you seen a ghost?

Are you sure it's here?

Of course, how could I forget it?

But this seems abandoned.

Let's get out of here.

Yes, let's go. This house gives me the creeps.

No way. You shouldn't have come if you're not going in.

Perhaps the dude is hiding. Shall we go in?

Oh no. I won't go in.

Nobody's come here since I know this place.

- It's always been like this. - So, now we go in. Let's go.

- Are you leaving us here?. - Do what you want.

It's open.

Come on.

This house has always been abandoned. Nobody ever came here.

- It seems very big. - It's like a palace.

Come on up. Follow me.

Should we enter?

- Yes - We can't.

Let's go.

Gosh. What a shitty place.

- Look, a guard. - It's a general, ignorant.

This must have been very nice.

Let's go there.

Let's see what's inside.

There are only hangers.

Look.

Come here.

Come on, quick.

- What's the matter? - There's someone here. Listen.

Look who it is.

Can't one pee in peace?

I didn't even notice he was missing.

I did. And Javi also knew it was Tito.

That's why he was so brave.

- It's not funny. - You're so silly. I got scared.

Idiot. Do you think you scare me?.

The chick got angry.

What?.

Here, drink this lime tea. It'll be good for you.

Calm down, everything is fine.

And you too. Come on, drink.

You may not believe me, but it was true.

His face shone and he seemed very sad.

Don't you believe me, Julia?

I do. I just don't understand how it happened and who could be.

Julia, do you happen to have any cookies? I'm starved after the scare.

He was a man. That's for sure.

Don't worry. You'll see how Chanquete figures it out.

Mother of Heaven, it's all messed up.

What a sad view.

Of course. It's been many years since the owners last came here.

It's natural to be in this state.

They used to come every summer. Good and simple people...

in spite of their wealth. They helped many families.

We liked them.

Come. Look.

Here are the books. Amazing.

Mr. Masip liked to read a lot. He was always reading.

Or fishing. He also liked to fish.

And they never came back?

No, Mr. Masip died. They had a son

He and his mom came for a few more years,

but we never heard anything else from them. She might be dead too.

And the son?

The young Mr. Masip? I don't know what happened to him.

No, wait.

Someone once said...

What did they say?

Who are you?. What are you doing here?

I should ask you the same.

Mr. Masip. It's Mr. Masip, the house's owner.

- The one who died? - No. Of course not.

The son. The young Mr. Masip.

The young Mr. Masip, yes.

In fact, if we weren't here, I wouldn't know it was you.

Certainly, with this aspect...

So many years have past since you last came here. Do you remember?

Yes, many years.

- When did you arrive? - This afternoon.

Forbid my intrusion, but why are you here?

I plan to sell the house and I wanted to see it first.

- It's not the same as before. - No, not the same.

You might wonder what we're doing here.

You see... The children thought...

It doesn't matter, Mr...

Chanquete, my name is Chanquete. Don't you remember me?

Right. Chanquete. We were so young.

Well, we won't bother you anymore. It was a big surprise.

- Wait. - What?

I was thinking that since I'm here alone,

and not know anybody and nobody knows me,

you might like to be my guests.

- Your guests? - Yes, my guests.

I'd like to invite you and your young friends for dinner here.

This place could be ready for a dinner party by tomorrow.

Tomorrow, you say?

But the kids can't come for dinner. They must be home early.

We can have dinner at eight then.

At that time kids are usually around.

I won't make them stay too long. Don't worry.

Everything will be ready when you arrive.

Please.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Masip and good night.

You know... there are more friends. There are five more people.

Very well, come together. I'll be waiting for you. Good night.

Good night.

This is all very strange, isn't it?

Yes, indeed. It's very strange.

- As you see, there is no ghost. - But he wasn't a normal guy.

No.

There's nobody home.

- It's open. Like yesterday. - Let's go in then.

Mr. Masip.

Mr. Masip.

Come in, please.

Come.

- Good afternoon, Mr. Masip. - I was waiting for you.

- This is Julia, a friend of mine. - Hello

And these are Beatriz, Desi and the little kids.

Please sit down. Dinner is already served.

I'd have liked to offer you more dishes,

but at least I hope you feel comfortable.

Sit down, boys.

Thank you.

You may begin if you'd like.

The truth is we're not very hungry at this time.

I understand.

I'll try a little bit of this.

Well, if you're not hungry we can talk, if that's fine with you.

Talk about what, Mr. Masip?

I think you invited us here to tell us something.

I'll remove the filter,

because It takes some of its flavor.

- He's a magician. - Sure, that's why he has that hat.

Of course, I remember. They said you became a famous artist

who performed in theaters and circuses.

In the best stages of the world. Paris, London, Tokyo, New York...

- The great Masip. - Do you remember me.

Yes. I saw you once in Barcelona.

It was a marvelous show.

Everyone clapped amazed at you and excited about every act.

And you dressed exactly like now. But you had a wand in your hand.

Sorry, I had forgotten.

Bravo.

- How did he do that? - It's a trick.

No. It's not a trick, it's magic; mystery. But, please...

This is for you. You don't like it? You're right,

this is not an appropriate gift for a lady.

Very good.

- They're made of paper. - They're very beautiful.

- How did you do it? - That was very good, Mr. Masip.

You may have also seen him on TV.

They show many magicians.

Yes, but none like Mr. Masip.

Thank you. You're very kind.

Yes, what you did with the cigarettes and the wand was very good.

Really good.

What do you do nowadays? Where do you work?

Let's say I'm retired.

- Retired? - Show us more tricks.

Well, if you want I can make more tricks.

I'll prepare a show. My last show.

Excuse me a moment, please.

Where did he go?

- Perhaps to get another wand. - Or to prepare the tricks.

Chanquete. Is he is a real magician?

Of course, haven't you seen?

What did he do with the wand?

Maybe it was candy and he ate it.

- He seems sick. - Because he drinks too much.

The Masip in front of you tonight is not the great Masip.

He's not the illusionist from the world's best stages.

It's a different Masip.

Performing for a restricted audience

tonight in this room of my house, to give you an enjoyable evening.

If I succeed I'll be pleased.

Okay.

Wow.

Bravo.

Let's move to the cards.

You here.

Sorry.

Think of two cards. Any two.

Don't tell me. Memorize them.

- Ready? - Yes

Okay. Let's see.

Chanquete, can you please shuffle the cards?

Sure.

Put them here.

- In there? - Yes.

Were these the one you picked?

The ace of hearts, yes, but the other one no.

- No? - No.

How come?

Of course, I know what must have happened.

It must have been left in the hat.

Yes, it's there. I'll get it as water from a well.

- Is this it? - No.

- Wasn't it the jack of diamonds? - No, it was the king of spades.

Sorry.

- It wasn't the jack of diamonds. - No?

Well I'll do my last trick.

Boy. Can you pass me the pitcher of water?

Pass the water, Pi.

And now, with my magic hands

I'll give aphrodisiac properties to this water.

Young girls... water.

Do it again.

Okay, since you liked it, I'll do it again but now on me.

Masip... here is the water.

Mr. Masip.

Leave me alone, please.

Excuse me. I just wanted to help. Sorry.

Don't go away, please. Sorry.

Forgive me for this absurd show.

Forgive this gesture of vanity misplaced.

No. It was a magnificent show.

Don't lie. You don't have to lie.

Look at my hands. See how they tremble.

And my reflexes are slow. My words come out wrong.

And magic needs the right words. Clear words,

a precise hand and fast reflexes.

Perhaps you've drunken too much.

Yes, that's the problem. I drink too much.

I've drunken so much in my life that now I'm useless.

I've been kicked out from everywhere.

Each time there was a smaller city for me.

A less prestigious stage.

Each time a worse place.

People whistled and shouted, when they saw my hands shaking,

When I couldn't get the right card.

Or when I stumbled on stage and ruined the trick.

I've tried. I've really tried.

I tried to throw this away from my hands many times and always failed.

I always failed. I ended up crawling down.

To pick it up again, and go back to drinking.

Maybe you should try again.

No. I don't have the strength anymore.

I have nothing else around to support me. That's why I came back here.

To find some escape in the past. To see whether the memories

from happier and cleaner times could bring me back some sense to my life.

Something to hold on to and stop me from sinking.

- Calm down, Mr. Masip. - It was useless.

This house has a sad void. A devastation that sticks to mine.

It transpires a depressing nostalgia oblivious to my pain.

The past doesn't help me either. It has abandoned me too.

I had no options left and was here alone, desperate and drunk.

I was getting dressed for my last ritual...

my disappearance...

when I went to the window and saw a child's face. A surprised face.

Like the faces I saw when I performed my magic tricks.

I started crying out angry, helpless. Then the kids and you Chanquete came.

And somehow you awakened my show instinct.

That's why I prepared the tricks. That's why I asked you to come.

I needed.. an audience for... my last show.

Calm down, Mr. Masip.

Do you want me to call a doctor?

No, please don't. I'm already better.

I'll sleep and it'll pass. It always passes. That's the bad part.

Please go now. I beg you. Leave me alone.

Go and don't worry, Julia. Take the kids. I'll stay here tonight.

It's sad to see a broken man.

He's an alcoholic.

There's no need to be cruel. He's sick. A desperate man.

What will happen to him?

- I don't know. - Will he be able to act again?

Will he continue to be a magician?

Perhaps later on. It depends on him and the people around him.

It depends on the affection and understanding they give him.

The weather will change tomorrow.

- Hello - Hello

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Where is he?

He left.

The house looks different today, doesn't it?

Yes, less creepy

- Before it looked like a horror movie. - To you, who are a sissies.

What did he say?

Nothing. He asked me to thank you all.

- Where did he go? - He didn't tell me.

- Will he come back? - He didn't tell me either.

Will he let us know if he comes back?

I think so.

Let's go to the beach.

Good, the beach.

Have fun dudes. I'll do the distribution.

Hey midget, pay attention.

A handkerchief and one peseta.

It disappeared!

It's between your fingers.

- Is it too obvious? - Yes

I still have to train more.

What do you think will happen to him?

I don't know. But I'm afraid the big mansion is abandoned forever.

We are grateful to the population of Nerja for all their cooperation.