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BLUE SUMMER

THE IDOL

- Are you from the TV? - Yes, boy.

And what are you doing here?

We've come to film in this town.

And might film you too if you want. You might become famous.

Javi. Beatriz.

The TV is here.

What?

A television crew is here in town.

They're in the harbor, near the dock. They're having lunch.

Who?

The guys in the trucks.

They brought cameras. They're gonna shoot in the town.

Maybe they can film us too.

They must be passing by.

No. I've asked them.

Maybe they'll shoot something on the beach.

Or in our caves.

Or Piraña eating a spider.

We could go and see.

What's going on?

- He wants to beat me. - He insulted me.

I didn't insult you,

I just said you could appear on television.

Doing what?

Eating a spider.

See? Now, you'll get.

Okay, that's enough.

You're all day together and always fighting. Go play.

Daddy, the television arrived.

Well, send them my greetings.

Pancho saw them.

Yes, I did. they're having lunch.

They're shooting on the beach.

And in the caves.

And we can also appear.

And Piraña... eating a spider.

Yes. I read it in the newspaper. They'll come to disturb us.

Did the paper say what they're doing?

Some sort of musical.

A musical?

Yes, or something like that.

Do you know if any artists are coming?

Yes, a cute boy like those you like.

Bruno, or whatever.

Bruno! Great.

Do you think he'll stay several days?

Maybe. If the program is long, he'll have to stay several days.

If you could talk to him, what would you say?

I don't know. I'd asked him for an autograph. And you?

That he's really cute and he sings very well.

Everybody must tell him that.

Well...

I'd ask him about his life. Whether he has a girlfriend and so on.

And if he told you anything?

to me?

Yes, what if he told you he liked you,

Too much for me.

He's so hot.

Cut. Cut.

What happened?

I sprained my ankle.

- Does it hurt? - Yes.

Why don't you walk a little.

Come man, a little bit. Careful.

Bruno! Bruno!

What happened to him?

He must have sprained a foot.

Yeah, right. You'll see how they'll start again.

They've been doing the same thing all afternoon. How boring.

I'd rather go do the deliveries, even 100 km away.

My feet are killing me.

Go away then, if you're so tired

You've been like this all afternoon.

And this is hassle for what we have to see.

Let's go for a walk.

- No. I'm staying. - Me too.

If you stay we'll stay too.

I'm so hungry.

You could appear eating on TV.

Eating what?

I don't know... a sausage sandwich. You like sausage so much.

Fine then.

Stop it.

- Where do they sell those shirts? - I don't know. They're not for sale.

- Who gave it to you? - The people from the club.

- What did she say? - The club.

- Which club? - Bruno's fans club.

- Are you Bruno's fans? - Yes.

Fans? Or you just like Bruno?

- Yes, we like him. - And we're fans.

- Do you have a card? - Card? What kind of card?

What else?. Fan's cards.

- Are your names in the list? - No.

How did you come then? Did you come in the bus?

No. We're on summer vacation here.

Ah, okay. You're not fans then. They won't give you shirts or anything.

You have to be fans; real fans.

To call a spade a spade.

Look. Isn't this one Beatriz?

Of course she is. And next to her are Desi and the others.

If you look carefully, these two here are Piraña and Tito. Look, here.

Yes. Look at their faces. What were they doing?

Something stupid.

I don't understand why you let them follow that singer all day.

I? You ask them not to do it.

It's something new for them. It seems natural to me.

Try to forbid Beatriz to see her idol.

Her idol? What idol?

Of course he's her idol. All girls are crazy about him.

I don't understand the kids of today.

We used to be the same way.

We?

Didn't you use to go three hours earlier to the theater to see the Dynamic Duo?

Well I.... Tell me another one.

All the girls your age.

Didn't I hear all day talking about Di Stefano or Gentoo?

It's the same thing for them as it was for us in our days.

But they spend all day after him.

They no longer come take a bath. I don't know how they manage.

My feet are sore.

This is too much. It's been 3 days, twelve hours a day, or more.

And the whole time standing.

And It's worthless. They won't even let us get close to him.

The girls are unbearable because of it.

They don't want to go anywhere other than to see that Bruno.

I give up. Count me out tomorrow.

I cannot even walk anymore.

Maybe, if I was in a wheelchair they'd let me get closer.

No, but we must think of something to get in.

Can you imagine? We next to Bruno and the girls outside.

Yes, and they'd beg us to let them in.

That would show them that we have class.

The last few days they've been unbearable.

Damn Bruno.

Where are the girls?

They went to try to see Bruno's car.

Those chicks have some nerve. How do they endure. I can't.

Yes... but tomorrow

- Where are they going tomorrow? - To the inn's garden.

Are you sure?

Yes, the team leader said so.

- What team? - The television crew.

The inn's garden. I have an idea.

Tomorrow, we'll be first-row spectators.

In front of everybody.

Yes.

That's right. Joy. Joy.

Bruno, come here.

Listen. You have to finish here your second block,

with arms crossed, on your knees and looking at the light.

Deal? Yes, looking at the sky like this.

Let's continue.

That's right. Go on.

Where are the boys?

They're better off not coming if they're going to complain all the time.

But they should be here with us.

Tito told me that Javi said they would be in the front row today.

Closer than anyone else.

Maybe they're over there.

The view is worse over there.

Okay. Come on. Ready, gentlemen?

First position. That's right. Are you comfortable? It'll go fine.

Just a moment, Bruno.

When you're done filming, you must take pictures with the fans.

We didn't bring them just for decoration, you know.

We must sell your image to the fans.

As much as we can.

Okay. Send me those rented fans anytime you want.

Attention gentlemen. Let's shoot. Motor!

Cut.

What were you doing up there?

Nothing. We're just watching.

Watching from a tree?

Trees are public property, aren't they?

We climb a tree every day.

We're studying the deliquescence phenomenon in conifers.

Take that.

Are you pulling my leg?

Get out of here.

The garden belongs to all.

Specially to those who live here.

Get them out of here. Out.

In the front row?

rather in the first branch. Like monkeys.

Was all this necessary?

Yes, it's always necessary. Remember. That's the price of fame.

The price of fame.

Right. In this industry, we can't sleep on duty.

Otherwise somebody will step on your territory.

And please smile a little.

Bruno, please.

Stop this nonsense. They are your fans; your admirers.

Yes, but we could at lest change them from time to time.

Look, those two are almost part of my family.

How you placed them on the payroll?

Bruno, I'm warning you. Keep the party peaceful.

These girls are part of the show and I won't let you spoil it.

You must understand that we didn't bring them just for tourism.

Besides, they really admire you and you know it.

We'll get out of the car now. Similing, always smiling.

Okay, okay.

Leave me alone. Leave me alone.

You're an idiot.

Leave me alone you too.

Do you really want me to leave you alone?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what happened to me. I'm nervous.

Hello, Julia, good afternoon.

Hello, Chanquete. Come on in.

- What a hot day it's been today. - Tell me about it.

This is real heat. I've even seen birds fall from the trees.

And you people like the sun.

Here runs a nice wind.

- Are you resting? - No, I was reading.

Would you like a beer or something?

No thanks, I've already had my ration.

- Sit down for a while. - Right here and just for a moment.

"La Dorada" is waiting for me.

- How was your day? - Normal.

You haven't seen the kids today either?

Well, the girls just came.

They haven't got tired of the puppeteers?

Are you referring to Bruno and the TV crew?

Yes, those.

You know... At their age we all had our idols.

We need someone to admire. A myth.

You must certainly had one. Didn't you?

Who, me? Only the regent queen.

Regent Queen? I didn't know that you...

No, no. I mean a boat.

A sailboat that at the time was the envy of the Mediterranean.

Anyway, I think there are problems among the kids.

Because of those puppeteers?

Yes, something like that.

Apparently, the boys are a bit jealous

about the admiration the girls have for Bruno.

They are worth more.

Do you know Bruno?

No. But they're worth more.

According to the girls, the other day they climbed a tree...

and they spoiled a scene.

The forest is public and if they wanted to climb a tree...

Yes, but they were kicked out and now they're angry.

Bruno became their enemy.

And they've started a campaign to discredit him.

They say he can't sign. He's just lip-synching.

the fans have been hired.

The fans?

The admirers.

But look, if they say so, it must be true.

The worst is that the girls are furious and now they are all fighting.

I knew that these puppeteers would bring conflicts.

Besides, it seems that nowadays they're shooting away from the town

and the girls think it was because what happened at the inn.

Well, I'm going to La Dorada. God be with you, Julia.

Chanquete, tell me one thing.

Does one get used to being alone?

No.

In any case, one's never completely alone.

By the way, do you know that I have now a visitor every night?

Yes, it might be a night swimmer.

He was near La Dorada last night and the night before.

It must be someone else who is lonely.

I hadn't thought about it, perhaps the boy needs some company.

- Goodbye, Julia. - Goodbye.

do you need fire, buddy?

I didn't mean to scare you.

Thank you. Would you like one?

No thanks, I smoke a pipe but not right now.

- The sea is beautiful, isn't it? - Yes, the night is incredible.

I talked to a friend today about loneliness.

I told her that one is never completely alone. Don't you agree?

Maybe.

Are you here on vacation?

Vacation? No, no... Don't you recognize me?

- You're not from here. - No, I'm not from here.

How do you expect me to recognize you then?

I'm Chanquete, an old fisherman in this town. And you?

- I? - Yes, what's your name?

My name is... Antonio. Antonio Rodriguez.

- Nice to meet you, Antonio. - Nice to meet you, Chanquete.

Is something wrong, son?

No. Tell me, do you live nearby?

Yes very near. On top of this cliff. In "La Dorada".

Do you live alone?

I've told you that we're never completely alone.

For instance, you must have a TV, I suppose.

A TV? I don't need one.

You'd rather watch it in the pub.

The pub?

You're one of those who like to have a drink mesmerized by that thing.

Let me tell you. The day Frasco...

decides to put one of those gadgets in his pub,

that day Chanquete will no longer appear there.

Don't think he hasn't been tempted.

One afternoon he told me

that some customers

had suggested that he bought one of those devices.

So he would have more customers. And I said to him:

Look Frasco, drinks are to be enjoyed with friends. Or drink alone then.

We don't know any of the people who appear there.

They don't talk about our affairs and we don't understand them.

Nor do we care.

And he followed my advice. - It's fantastic.

What is fantastic?

A Spanish man who doesn't watch TV. But at least you must have a radio.

"La Dorada" no longer needs one.

Oh, you mean those which play music. No. I have my accordion.

Wonderful.

Then it's really true you don't know me.

- What are you saying? - Nothing.

I was thinking that you're a special man. Pure. The last of the Just.

Who, me? You must be insane my friend.

What are we doing this afternoon?

Because they won't want to come with us. You'll see.

They won't come then.

Look, Pancho is there. He's making us signs.

Javi. Quique. The TV is back. They are in Cala Chica.

That's our beach.

I saw them.

This afternoon, we'll go there. Don't let the girls find out.

Attention, Bruno. Listen. Give a more epic tone to the song.

More epic. Got it? - Yes

- Are you ready? - Yes, whenever you want.

Let's record.

Are you ready?

Yes. Yes.

They will pay for what they did to us the other day.

Well gentlemen pay attention, we'll shoot.

- Come on. Are you ready? - Yes, yes.

Ready? Cameras.

Playback.

Action.

Hey, television people.

A kid. Cut.

Who the hell is he? Where did he come from?

It's one of those kids again; those who were in the tree.

They were damned, man.

Look here, kid. Do you want to get it or what?

Be careful with me because if I go there you'll be sorry.

Come on.

- Bruno, are you ready? - Whenever you want.

Cameras.

Bruno special. Take 2.

Playback.

Action, Bruno.

You're next, Quique.

Okay, but be ready just in case.

Here, television people.

Cut. Is this Main Street or what?

Go get those kids.

Look here, kid. Do you want us to call the police?

You'll get it good.

Keep an eye on those rocks, to see if there's another one.

I'd like to make a complete take if that's possible.

And you. Why don't you watch? One cannot work like this.

So deserted and people appear everywhere.

There's nobody here.

Okay, come here. Let's see if we can finally do it.

Ready.

Bruno, are you ready?

Cameras.

Bruno Special, take 3.

Playback.

Action, Bruno.

Another one?

But who is that one?

Cut. Cut.

This is incredible.

It's a boy.

He jumped into the water.

There he goes.

Look kids. What are you playing?

Cala Chica belongs to all, doesn't it?

Yes, the beach and the garden belong to all. And how about our work?

This work belongs to me and to all these gentlemen.

So, enough of these games and such nonsense.

Haven't you had enough fun yet?

Would you let us work once and for all?

How are you, Bruno?

Are you nervous?

What do you think? Give me a cigarette.

Take the whole package.

Bruno.

No.

He can't swim.

He might drown.

Go on, get up. Get up.

You should see a doctor.

Are you better now?

Get up. Sit up straight.

Well done, boys. You're very brave.

Wait, don't go away yet.

He no longer looks like the one in the posters or the TV.

No.

Hello

This man writes for the newspaper and would like to interview you.

First of all, tell me your names.

And then I want you to tell me what happened. All right?

What happened to you?

I just had a cramp so I had to reach out for a rock.

These two rescued him.

First, they wanted to beat them up and now...

they are interviewing them.

They're heroes. They might even invite them to operation Plus Ultra.

And then you woke up.

Are you saying that what we told you is a lie?

Of course. Do you think we're so naive?

You're very smart, aren't you?

And when they took him out of the water he was pathetic.

He didn't look as he appears on TV.

You're just jealous.

Jealous? Anyway, I don't care whether you believe us or not.

It's true that they saved him.

How do you know?

Because Piraña and I saw everything.

We also saw when they wanted to beat you.

They're heroes.

Right. And if you don't believe us, you can read it in tomorrow's newspaper.

That's right.

So you saved his life? Liars. That's what you are.

And you are the greatest of them all.

Bruno, the singer, saved two boys.

Now that's a lie.

I can't understand it.

The boys insist that their version is the right one.

However, the newspaper... Of course, the way they tell it here...

Have you read it? - No.

It's harder to believe than the boy's version.

Listen: "Apparently, they were hopelessly trapped among the rocks.

When the singer realized the danger those two boys were facing,

he jumped into the water, without any second thoughts,

he overcame great difficulties to save them".

Trapped among the rocks?

Whoever wrote this doesn't know Cala Chica.

Neither he knows Pancho, nor Javi. Or he's just a liar.

Yes, it's strange.

But the girls believe this version.

And so does Javi's father too. Because I think he's been grounded.

I don't know. If what the boys say is true,

Javi and Pancho must be feeling very badly.

Is he this one? Is this the famous Bruno?

Yes he is. Why?

Never mind.

We may be able to solve everything tonight.

Good night, Chanquete.

Today, It has been me who surprised you.

Good night... Bruno.

Well... You have recognized me.

Yes. Those who don't tell the truth are always caught.

Probably yes. But you're wrong, Chanquete.

I haven't lied to you.

Sure. The good Antonio.

That's my real name.

The name that suits you better is Liar.

I'm sorry that you see it that way.

Sad and lonely. A very successful singer, as I've heard.

I actually believed you were a poor man.

Lost and powerless like any of us.

And it's true. I'm really a poor man.

You were the only person who saw me as I really am.

And you accuse me of deceiving you. Ironies of life.

You know, this would have never happened to Bruno.

Nobody accuses Bruno of anything. He is a perfect guy.

Perfect in his lies and artificiality. Do you understand what I'm saying?

Honestly, no.

It's natural that a man like you doesn't get these things.

A man like me? What do you mean?

No offense. As I told you the night we met,

I still think you're an extraordinary man. High above many things.

And I still think that you're mentally ill.

Yes, that's also possible. Otherwise, how did I let this go so far?

Why haven't I strangled this damn monster?

Who are you referring to?

to Bruno, of course. This mask they've put on me

and which devours me slowly. Slowly but inexorably,

It's destroying the real me.

The Antonio that you met.

But you...

Look, Chanquete, I was a boy like any other.

I liked to sing and I was told I wasn't bad at it.

Some friends and I formed a band.

We didn't have a penny, but we had fun.

One day, after a show in an unknown club

someone approached me, made me a compliment and a promise.

That someone introduced me to

someone more important.

They said I had flair, charisma.

That I was a rough diamond that needed to be polished.

And they began to build Bruno.

Recordings, advertising, envelopes with money, fan club, television.

All was staged carefully. You know.

Well, you don't know anything about it, but never mind.

They spend all the millions needed to create a myth, an idol.

Like Bruno. Yes, like Bruno.

But what about Antonio? What happened to that poor boy,

to his little world and his ordinary problems?

They don't care.

The whole world doesn't care.

They just want an idol,

to fulfill their needs.

Money for some and dreams for others.

Nobody wants to know about Antonio.

They won't even let him come near Bruno.

Because he might spoil his image.

But you're a free man. I mean, you can choose. Can't you?

No. There comes a time when you can no longer choose.

The bars are too thick and made of gold.

Besides, Bruno is stronger than Antonio.

However, yesterday I thought I would die and everything would be over.

I fell into the sea from a rock. I can hardly swim and I got scared.

I thought I'd drown, but you know what?

At that time, for a moment there was only Antonio.

Bruno had fled. He ran away from me.

Of course, he couldn't go through it. He couldn't die.

The most curious and terrible thing is that, amid my panic,

I felt free for the first time

in a long time. Free from Bruno's oppression.

Then two boys jumped into the water

and rescued me.

And for a while, even after being out of danger,

I still felt Antonio fully inside of me.

And it's curious. Do you know what one of the boys said?

He said: He no longer looks like Bruno in the posters or the TV.

- And what happened to Bruno? - He came back.

Send him away.

I can't. Bruno is...

A very powerful scheme of money and interests.

A scheme that goes beyond him.

However, the feeling of freedom I felt yesterday

when I though I'd drown, has obsessed me ever since.

It follows me all the time.

Maybe that's why I'm telling you what I've never told anyone else.

Your story is really complicated.

Too much for an old sailor.

But there are other simpler things

which sometimes turn into small tragedies for small people.

Yes, those boys who saved your life.

The journalist didn't tell the truth and they're now in trouble.

He's not a journalist,

He works for the advertising department.

A link in the big chain.

Do you know those boys?

Yes. They are my friends.

I couldn't even thank them. If you want to explain to them.

You'd better do it yourself.

You should tell them this story you just told me.

They'd understand it better from you than from me.

It may even be good for you, Antonio.

Why does Chanquete want to see us?

I don't know; he wouldn't tell me. He just asked that we all came.

Will he cook something, Julia?

Maybe he will.

A sea cow all for Piraña.

Very funny.

Look at this car. Whose car could it be?

This must reach at least 250.

- Could it belong to Chanquete? - Gee.

Chanquete.

Hello, guys. Climb aboard, please.

Come on, guys.

Hello. Let's go.

Hello, guys. Come. I'd like you to meet a friend.

My friend Antonio.

- It's Bruno. - Yes, it's him.

- Hello. - Hello

- Yes, it's him. - Or a good look-alike?

Antonio wanted to meet you. Well, he already met some of you.

How do you do? It's a pleasure. Yes, we've already met, haven't we?

By the way. I couldn't even thank you the other day. Let me do it now.

Thank you. Thank you for saving my life.

You were very courageous.

I probably wouldn't have done for anyone what you did for me,

Don't mention it.

You see? They rescued him.

Didn't they save you? - Aren't they heroes?

Of course, they are.

But the newspaper...

Pure lies.

Yes. Even though it wasn't my fault,

I'd like to apologize for that.

The whole story is false. They made it up for advertising.

Antonio would like to tell you a story about it. About his life.

Bruno.

Bruno.

We've been looking for you. What the hell are you doing there?

He's here with friends.

We thought something had happened to you.

Yes, I imagine you were devastated.

Especially your wallet.

Come on, hurry up.

Don't you know you have a press conference

in half an hour?

This is fantastic. Could we take some photos before we go?

Yeah, get a few.

With Bruno.

- Is this boat yours? - Yes, it's mine.

We'd like to take some pictures. Can we do it?

Pictures? Puppeteers in La Dorada? That's the last thing I need.

We could pay you something.

No. Get out of here.

Let's go, this old man is crazy.

- Listen... - No, Julia. Forget it.

Come on, Bruno.

You must tell the boys. You owe them that. Your story.

I can't. You tell them, please. Do me that last favor.

- Bye. - Bye.

It was Bruno. I can't believe it. And he didn't even give us an autograph.

Yes, but he hasn't gone in vain. He left me a message for you.

His own story. Come on.

Give me the other one.

Hurry up, girls.

- Yes we're coming. - But come quick, will you?

It's not much but at least he doesn't fool anyone.

We all know this one is an invention.

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