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Somewhere in the depths of the sea,

a grain of sand invaded the shell of an oyster.

And the result...was this.

I don't know why a pearl is so fascinating, but all through history

men have robbed, cheated...

and even killed for them.

The cultured ones come pretty close,

but nothing ever quite matches the real thing.

Excuse me.

Telegram, sir.

- Thank you. - Sign here, please.

I thank you.

Say! You're not THE Simon Templar?!

A pearl...and a telegram.

The beginning and the end of a love story.

It all began here three years ago,

when Brad Ryan brought Harry Tiltman to this apartment for the first time.

Yes, Brad, it's good.

- Didn't I tell ya? - How much do you think it's worth?

At a rough guess, I 'd say a thousand dollars.

- Maybe more. - Suppose we had fifty, all matched?

Brad gets carried away at ti mes.

Fifty of them, all matched, would be a mi racle.

But Si mon, it's true. Take a look here.

Here's California.

This is La Paz, right at the foot, but actually in Mexico.

Santa Domingo, where we're going, is not on the map,

but it lies halfway between La Paz and Point Conception.

I don't know, Brad.

- It's a pretty big gamble. - But the payoff could be terrific!

- Tell him, Harry. - It's true, Mr Templar.

The pearl fisheries of Santa Domingo were world famous before the war.

Then, in 1939, an undersea earthquake destroyed the oyster beds.

It's taken 25 years for the oysters to get back into production.

- How much money do you have? - Eight thousand dollars.

How much more do you need?

- Three thousand. - We could manage on another 2,500.

We have to buy tickets from New York to Los Angeles, then to La Paz.

We do the rest of the tri p overland.

And there's the diving equipment. The most expensive item is the boat.

If I loan you the money, when will you leave?

The beginning of next week. I 'll pay you back, you know that!

Sure. What does Joss think of the idea?

She wants what I want. I 'm hoping she'll come with us.

- She doesn't want to go? - It's a rough country for a woman.

I 'll convince her... or maybe you can!

Come to her place with us tonight. Make like the Mexican Tourist Bureau!

No, Brad, darling! You're so impractical!

I want you with me. Is that impractical?

The idea's crazy! You've everything - big family, social connections...

Be a good boy and settle down.

- Why not? - Because I can't, Joss.

There's got to be more to life than some nine-to-five job.

Joss, please come with me!

Darling, come here a minute.

I 'm a big city girl. For me, it's either London or New York.

Can you see me sitting in a boat in the Gulf of California?

I 'd go crazy!

And Mike Harris is casting his new show next week.

That's right.

After we're married, will you still act?

- That depends. - On what?

What sort of parts I get offered.

Answer the door, darli ng.

- Brad. - Si mon, come i n.

- Simon, how are you? - Joss, nice to see you.

Is that pearl really worth a thousand dollars?

Well, that's a rough estimate.

Brad, I 've thought it over.

Three thousand dollars and good luck.

Well!

Simon, I don't know what to say!

- You might try offering me a drink. - Coming right up!

Three thousand dollars is pretty generous.

Brad's a good friend.

You've known him a long time - maybe you can explain why he's doing this?

What is there to explain?

Brad's taking $11,000, all of it belonging to other people,

and investing in a scheme that has one chance in ten of paying off.

Why?

He wants excitement, some buccaneering.

He's not interested in Harvard and not ready for Wall Street.

He wants one really thri lli ng adventure.

You're underwriting an adventure.

Let's say I 'm subsidising a dream.

I just don't understand.

You might if you went.

Drag myself down to Mexico in the height of summer? No thanks!

- You might pick up a nice tan. - They're doing 200 miles by Jeep.

I 've invested $500 in this dance macabre and that's as far as I 'll go.

Besides, a girl has to think of herself occasionally.

Or even all the time?

- When will the diving gear be ready? - Erm... Tomorrow, I think.

How about the boat?

We can go down and see him tonight.

Then, with any luck, we can start diving tomorrow.

Brad, will you do me a favour? Don't be too eager.

- What do you mean? - This is Mexico, it's not New York.

The pace of life is different and so are the people.

They take things easy and they're suspicious of anyone who doesn't.

Us?

Couple of guys blow into town in a Jeep, start roaring around.

It's bound to raise questions.

Does that matter? We have nothing to hide.

We're not doing anything illegal, are we?

No, of course not.

But our story is that we came to Santa Domingo just for game fishing.

To make sure everybody believes it,

we're not going near those oyster beds for a week.

Welcome to Hotel Perla, se�ores.

Maximilian apartment.

Through there is private bathroom.

Is very agreeable, no?

- Oh, yes, it's very agreeable. - You said it was air-conditioned.

S�, se�or.

- Well, get us a bottle of wine. - S�, se�or, at once.

This isn't just a dump, it's a fire trap.

Oh, it's not that bad, Harry.

Air-conditioning(!)

Cheer up. Think of all that money you're gonna make.

In two months we'll be living on Park Avenue.

I wonder what time it is in New York. I wanna call Joss.

Hello?

Hello. I want to make a person-to- person call to New York.

Miss Jocelyn Hendry.

Plaza 11098.

Oh, let it ring.

I can't. There are other producers, Mike. It might be one of them.

Hello, Miss Hendry speaking.

Who? Santa Domingo?

Who?

Hello, Brad.

I 'm fine.

Sweet of you to call.

We've checked into the hotel and wanted to hear your voice.

I have two question - do you love me and do you miss me?

Course I do, you know that goes without saying.

I 'm very enthusiastic,

just surprised to hear from you... so soon.

You know me, I 'm the eager kind!

Joss, I want to you to write to me.

The Perla Hotel, Santa Domingo, Mexico.

OK, Joss. I love you!

Bye- bye.

What a great gal!

Yeah.

I sure wish she'd come with us.

It's just as well she didn't.

A girl like Joss would attract a lot of attention.

Not much of a town, is it?

- Looks like it's been dead for ages. - I wonder why the people stay here.

Probably because they live here.

Can we trust the local bank?

Why?

I get a little nervous carryi ng $11,000 i n my pocket.

Afraid somebody's gonna steal it?

I guess not. You're not thi nki ng of buyi ng that boat i n cash, are you?

Listen, Brad. I know this country and I know the people.

A cheque is something they just don't understand.

We're gonna see the guy tonight, so until that, relax. It's siesta time.

I guess you're right. You know what, Harry?

- What? - I 'm a darned lucky guy.

I got a beautiful girl like Joss, and a good friend like you.

World's a pretty wonderful thing.

Yeah.

- Well, that wasn't a bad dinner. - It was fine. Let's go.

- Finish your brandy. - Come on! Where are you meeting him?

- Down at the docks? - What time?

Nine o'clock.

- It's five to nine now. - It's all right. He'll wait.

Why keep him waiting? What's the point?

- Have you got the money on you? - Sure.

- We'll have another brandy. - You can have one after we're done!

What's the matter, are you lost or something?

No...

I guess this is as good a place as any.

For what?

Brad, there isn't any boat.

Huh?

There isn't any boat, there aren't any pearls.

You've been conned, Brad.

I had you figured for an easy mark when we first met.

But then something happened that I hadn't counted on. We became friends.

Look, I could have taken that $11,000 from you

any time since we left Los Angeles.

But I didn't... because I like you.

And because I could use a partner.

But the pearl?

I 've used it several times. It was a very good investment.

My friends invested in this. They believed in me.

Do you want me to go into mourning?

Be smart. I 've got seats booked from La Paz to Mazatl�n.

Stick with me and we'll triple that $11,000. The world's full of suckers.

I thi nk we're a good combination.

Harry, if you want this money, you're gonna have to kill me!

Brad...

I honestly don't want to hurt you.

Harry, I 'm gonna take you apart bone by bone!

For three years, we assumed that Brad Ryan and Harry Tiltman

had just disappeared with our money.

I was more disappointed than sore

because I 'd always figured Brad Ryan for a thoroughly honest guy.

However, they were written off as a couple of con men and forgotten.

That's how it was until a month ago when Jocelyn Hendry invited me over.

- Thanks, Joss, it's been a while. - Three years. Cheers.

Cheers.

You look marvellous. Father Time's been very generous.

Thanks, Simon, but the generosity is courtesy of Father Ormond.

- Ormond? - My ex- husband.

- Didn't you read about the divorce? - No, I 'm sorry.

Don't be. He got the divorce, I got the money. We're both satisfied.

You said you wanted to see me urgently.

- Yes, I 've heard from Brad. - Oh? When?

Two days ago. I got a letter.

Thanks.

"Dear Joss, this letter will come as a shock

"but I could only make excuses which you wouldn't have believed.

" I 've found the pearls and I want to pay back everyone who trusted me.

"Please come to Santa Domingo to a bar called the Cantina de les Flores.

" I won't let you down this time. Yours, Brad. " Is this his writing?

Looks like he was drunk when he wrote it. Not that his writing was neat.

Simon, what should I do?

Well, Joss, I guess that's up to you.

I invested $500 in that little caper.

Does that really matter now?

No, but this place takes a lot of keepi ng up

and I move i n expensive ci rcles.

If Brad has found the pearls, there might be a big payoff.

- Is that your only reason for going? - No! Not entirely.

I was always attracted to Brad.

- Joss! - I was!

I married Ormond because I was lonely and broke

and because I would be a lousy actress!

And with Brad it was different, eh?

Yes, it was.

So this trip would be part business, part romance?

I suppose Brad has other plans in the romance department.

He was tremendously attracted to me.

If he has struck it rich,

we might get together again, make life with each other.

I can feel the tears forming.

All right, so I 'm hard! He walked out and left me with nothing minus $500.

What could I do, sit around and knit?

You could have gone with him.

Don't lecture me. I 'm asking you for help.

With such subtle charm(!)

Will you help me or not?

What do you expect me to do?

Well, this may be some sort of a trick

and I need somebody who knows pearls.

You invested $3,000. Aren't you interested in getti ng it back?

- Not especially. - I guess that's that.

I might go along with you, though, for other reasons.

Such as?

I 've always believed in Brad Ryan as an honest guy. I trusted him.

I 'd like to find out if I was wrong.

- Then you'll come? - I 'll pick up the tickets tomorrow.

Er... I got them already.

- Who is it?

- Mexican Pete! - Come in!

I 'm in the bath.

- Want your back scrubbed? - Don't you dare!

- I 'll be right out. - Take your time.

- It's hot! - It's Mexico.

The way Tiltman described this place, I expected two shacks and a mule!

The tourist trade has hit even Santa Domingo!

Why do you suppose Brad never got in touch with you before?

Maybe because I never wrote to him.

I got a phone call the day they arrived.

Well, there is a vice-consul in La Paz.

I tried that and he never heard of him.

How about the local police?

I wrote them. They took three weeks to answer and say they had no news.

You could have lodged a complaint for fraud.

So could you.

I didn't need the money.

By that time, I didn't either. I 'd met Ormond.

Do you think I could have another look at Brad's letter?

Mm. Sure.

I 'll take you out for dinner in an hour.

Where are you going?

- The Cantina de les Flores. - I 'll come with you.

- Like that? - I can be dressed in ten minutes.

No, I 'd better make a little exploratory trip alone.

Is there something repulsive about me?

Not that's visible.

- Good afternoon, se�or. - Good afternoon. A tequila, please.

- Welcome to Santa Domingo, se�or. - Gracias.

- You are a tourist? - I 'm looking for a friend.

Brad Ryan.

Did I say a dirty word?

Why do you want Se�or Ryan?

- Is that any of your business? - Yes, se�or, it is.

- You are American policia? - No, Brad Ryan's an old friend.

I 've known him for many years.

Consuela is in the kitchen. Get her.

- Who's Consuela? - Se�or, I 'll tell you something.

Consuela is a fine woman.

Many people in Santa Domingo think of her as an angel.

If anything should happen to make her sad, or if she was hurt in any way,

you would be killed, se�or.

Why should I want to hurt this woman? I 've never met her.

I am Consuela, se�or.

How do you do? My name is Simon Templar.

Se�or.

I 'm looking for Brad Ryan. Do you know him?

Yes, I know him. Please, sit.

Se�or, you buy bracelet? Genuine hand-wrought silver...

Now, se�ora, what's this all about?

- Se�orita. - I beg your pardon. Se�orita.

- Why all the mystery? - These people are my friends.

And they are trying to protect Brad.

Protect him? Why? Is he i n trouble?

No.

Do you know where he is?

- Yes. - Wi ll you take me to hi m?

- Why you want to see hi m? - We're friends and he sent a letter.

- Not to you, se�or. - No, to the woman I 'm here with.

They were engaged, once.

I... You have the letter?

Satisfied?

I see.

We will go to him.

Se�or, this woman. Is she beautiful?

Yes.

- Very beautiful? - I 'd say she was very beautiful.

- They were to be married? - They were engaged.

Se�or...

Did Brad love her very much?

Yes, I guess he did.

Se�or, I ask you one thing.

Brad is a good man.

Please, please, se�or... Do not hurt him.

Se�or, if you please, I go in alone first.

- Conchita, you're home early. - Someone has answered your letter.

- Jocelyn? - No, a man named Templar.

- Simon, here? - He wait outside.

- Well, bring him in! - Se�or.

- Brad. - Simon!

It's good to see you.

It's wonderful!

Yes, Simon, I'm blind.

I'm sorry.

Don't be, I'm used to it.

There's a chair right behind you.

- Have we anything to drink? - S�. I get.

Braille cards. They come in quite handy.

I guess everybody has me figured for a pretty much of a heel.

We didn't know what to think.

I can imagine.

How's Joss?

She's fine. She came to Mexico with me.

She's here?

Mm- hm. She married, you know.

Oh? Who?

A man named Ormond. They're divorced now.

Poor Joss. Thanks, Chiquita.

- Cheers. - Happy days.

Simon, er... to make a long story short, Tiltman was a crook.

There's no oyster bed, no equipment, nothing.

First night we got here, he beat me up and stole all the money.

Every dime of it. You tell him, Consuela.

I find him lying outside. He was hurt very bad, and I take him in my house.

I sent for doctor. Together we care for him.

He was sick a long time.

I could not turn him out...

because he was blind.

- And you still look after him. - It has given me great happiness.

I didn't have a nickel to my name, I could only go a few steps by myself.

I wanted to write, but I was ashamed. I felt nobody would believe me.

I wanted to wait until I was better and go back and explain personally.

By that time, I 'd... I 'd fallen in love.

Why did you send that letter to Joss?

I finally decided I couldn't go on doing nothing,

Ietting Consuela keep me on what she earns as a waitress.

A doctor said I might get my sight back if I could get to a specialist.

- It costs much money. - And how.

One day, I heard an old fisherman talking.

It seems Tiltman's story wasn't a myth.

There were rumours of a huge oyster bed laying somewhere off the coast.

Simon, I was obsessed with finding it.

If I was ever going to be a man again

I had to pay back that $11,000, have an operation on my eyes.

It's retinal detachment.

- It's operable? - Yes.

- So, we start. - A friend loans us his boat.

Every day we go out.

- You go pearl-diving? - No, Consuela swims like a fish.

I row the boat.

Simon, after months and months of searching, we found it!

The jackpot! We've got about a dozen big ones.

I wanted to get in touch with someone from the States who could sell them.

You can tell me what they're worth.

He is buyer of pearls? You did not tell me.

Consuela, he's an old friend, we can trust him.

No, we cannot be sure.

- Consuela, please, show them to him! - No!

- Go and get them! - No! I have already sold them.

- You what? - To a dealer I met at the Cantina.

- You are lying! - I wanted to surprise you.

- He gave me $500. - $500?!

For the start. More later. I have it here.

Count them. It is all there. There will be more.

What is this? Why are you lying to me?

- I am not lying! - You are!

Simon, on the top of the wardrobe in a jar - see if they're there.

It's true... I swear it!

Se�or, they are worthless.

Cheap imitation - a few pesos, no more.

Did you find them?

Yes.

Well, what do you think?

Well, I 'll have to have a look at them first.

Consuela, why did you lie?

Brad, she was trying to protect you. She doesn't know me.

Where did you get the $500?

It was my own money.

I hid it because I did not want to spend it on looking for pearls.

I was afraid we would not find any.

I thought if I could keep saving,

one day, whether we find pearls or not,

I could take him for operation.

Consuela, please forgive me.

It is nothing.

You see, Simon? She's always like this.

So patient, so understanding.

She's lovely, isn't she?

Yes, Brad, she is lovely.

And the pearls?

The most beautiful pearls I ever saw.

- I can find my own way from here. - S�, se�or.

- You understand why I lie to him? - Yes.

When he begin to grow discontented,

we go out in boat and search for pearls.

This make him very happy.

But then day after day we find nothing, he grow sad again.

At last, we find some oysters.

But no pearls.

Se�or, it hurt me so much to see the despair in his face.

He tried so hard. All he wanted was to repay his friends.

So you bought some imitations?

S�, se�or.

Brad figures on selling them. Where had you planned on getting the money?

I do not know.

Consuela, it can't go on. You'll have to tell him the truth.

Se�or, I cannot.

I love him.

If I tell him the truth, it will kill him.

- All right, I 'm sorry he's blind! - Broken hearted(!)

- Is it my fault Tiltman was a crook? - You're going back home tomorrow.

- Why? - Because I say so.

Drop dead!

Joss, I 've made it as plain as I can, there aren't any pearls.

I 've been lured here by a pack of lies and my $500 is gone, is that it?

In a nutshell, yes.

And if it's the $500 that's worrying you...

Be my guest!

You're philanthropic all of a sudden!

Good night, Joss.

You haven't cooked up a deal with Brad, have you?

He hasn't struck it rich and you're trying to buy me off?

Joss, you're wrong. In the first place, I wouldn't be bothered.

And in the second place, you don't have anything worth selling.

Why don't you calm down and go to bed?

And if you can't sleep, try counting dollars.

Good night.

Good night, Carina.

Brad... This woman.

Joss?

You must see her.

I don't think I want to.

You wrote her.

I know. Simon has the pearls and he'll pay her what I owe her.

Let her come here.

No.

Why not?

Are you ashamed of me, my house?

Consuela, that's not fair.

I guess it's just a matter of male pride.

I don't want her to see me like this.

I see you like this every day.

Consuela, you don't understand.

I understand very well, canijo amigo.

Who is it?

Wouldn't you think they'd learn English?

Yes?

Se�ora, excuse, please.

I would like to talk to you.

- What about? I don't know you. - No, Se�ora.

But I would like to escort you to Se�or Ryan.

- Brad? - S�, Se�ora.

Well, who are you? The maid?

Will you come, se�ora, please?

Wait right there. I 'll be ready in half an hour.

Pesos! Pesos!

Se�ora?

This dump?

S�. You go in alone, please.

I wait outside.

All right.

Se�ora... One question.

You know that he is blind?

Yes, I know.

Then why you dress so beautifully?

Well, it's a good question. It hadn't occurred to me.

Who is it?

Brinello, is it you?

Carlos?

Who is it?

It's me, Brad. Joss.

- Joss. - That's not a very warm welcome.

- How did you get in here? - She brought me.

Your... What should I call her?

Call her Consuela - that's her name!

She asked me to come.

I can't imagine why.

I found the pearls and I 'll pay you back.

Sure!

And everybody who trusted you, I know. You wrote me, remember?

- You sound like you don't trust me. - How perceptive of you.

What are you saying?

Look, Brad, I 'm sorry you're blind,

but why didn't you tell me in your letter?

I wanted to, I just couldn't.

Why not?

There are many reasons, and writing is difficult.

There are five letters in "pearl" and five in "blind".

Joss, please don't!

I 'm beginning to see. I was supposed to melt with compassion,

I was supposed to throw my arms around you and say, "Poor Brad,

"come back to New York and I 'll support you! "

That's a stinking thing to say.

It's a stinking thing to do, but it isn't in you to be honest.

Joss, I found the pearls, they're valuable!

Sure! You're absolutely rolling in money! It sticks out a mile!

Shut up!

I even thought we could start over.

Joss, get out of here quick!

Bradley, I 'm on my way, but before I go, let me tell you something.

You're the biggest case of arrested development I ever encountered!

You'll be a Boy Scout at 60!

You could have had success, position, money, me!

But no! You wanted adventure!

Well, you've got it! So live with it!

I 've just told junior a few truths, I think he wants his hand held.

I bring you coffee.

May I be struck dead if I 'm not off men for life!

Same old story.

A lot of schoolboy dreams!

I 've never heard such monumental self- kidding in my life!

- What did you say to Brad? - Plenty.

Didn't you feel any pity at all?

How soon can I get out of this swamp?

Not until tomorrow night.

- Why didn't you tell me? - Because you didn't ask me.

Darn it, I 've broken a nail!

Life's one tragedy after another(!)

Simon, let's call a truce.

We're stuck here for another 36 hours, let's be nice to each other.

- Why not? - Is it so hard to be nice to me?

Let's say it takes a little practice.

Oh, Si mon, please?

Now, Joss, don't get too close to me.

I might touch you, and you're so brittle you'd break.

I 'm sorry if Joss upset him.

He is calm now.

How much will this eye operation cost?

He cannot go alone to the city so there are fares for two.

And the operation itself...

I think maybe...one thousand dollar.

Will you accept it from me?

You are a good man, se�or,

but no.

If I save the money myself, each day, each dollar,

I get more...courage.

Courage? For what?

Oh, se�or, I am a fool.

I use mirrors.

When Brad sees me with his own eyes...

he will not love me any more.

You're wrong.

It is nice for you to say, but not true.

Always it is like this with me.

As a young girl, I dreamed very often of love.

Always, it is only a dream. I wake up - nothing.

Then one night, a miracle.

Outside my house, I find Brad.

- And you took him in. - S�, I find him.

So good, so sweet.

So grateful.

Out of his gratefulness and my caring has come... I do not know what.

I do.

Se�or, I have used what money I could spare to keep him from sadness.

To keep alive his dream a little while.

One day, when I am strong enough...

I will make him whole.

Then, I let him go.

Consuela, Brad's no fool.

And he's not shallow, either.

Oh, he will be grateful, always.

He will not love me any more. I know.

You know, retina detachments are very tricky.

He's been blind for three years.

The operation could fail.

- He will see. - How can you be so sure?

I pray.

Por favor, se�or. You will buy a present for Consuela?

Carlos, no!

Carlos, s�.

How do you like that?

- It's beautiful, se�or! - It's yours.

All these I make myself. Any time you want something special,

- you come to me. - I 'll remember that.

Gracias, se�or. My card.

Come to me any time.

- Adi�s. - Adi�s, se�or. Adi�sita, Consuela.

Adi�sito, Carlos.

Se�or... One thing bother me very much.

The pearls you take away, you tell Brad they are valuable.

They are worth maybe ten dollar, no more.

I think now I must tell him the truth.

I think maybe I let him have his dream too long, huh?

Consuela, I have a plan.

Brad's had his dream for three years. Let him keep it another 24 hours.

You think I 'd be wise to this lousy world. Not me, I 'm too nice.

Don't you think you'd better take it easy?

- Are you tryin' to boss me around? - I wouldn't dare.

That's good.

There's something awful sweet about you.

You gotta look for it, but it's there.

Come on, let's eat.

Come on, let's eat.

You tryin' to boss me around?

Sorry to wake you but the job must be done tonight.

Of course, I 'll pay you well.

- How well? - This well.

I 'll do it.

You've got five hours.

I can't get the darn things fastened.

Let me. Feeling shaky today?

Shaky? Paralysed! Why did you let me drink so much last night?

There was no stopping you. These are very pretty.

Pretty?!

- Are they real? - I thought you knew pearls.

I 'm not exactly an expert.

My husband was a bore but he was generous.

They're insured for $30,000.

Oh! I look like King Farouk's grandmother!

Shall I call a bellboy?

Oh, yes, you call the desk, Simon. I couldn't lift the receiver.

I knew they were good but $20,000 is incredible!

I told they were beautiful pearls.

It's a dream come true. I can pay everybody back and have $9,000 left.

- And have your operation? - Yes, I 'll get the tickets tomorrow.

Consuela!

Just thi nk of it. I n two weeks I 'll be able to see!

I want you to go out and get food and wi ne.

We'll have a farewell party for Simon, a real celebration!

Isn't that wonderful! Aren't you happy?

Yes, it's wonderful, I 'm very happy.

Soon...you will be able to see.

- Consuela, thank you for the party. - Se�or, the money.

Where it come from?

I exchanged the pearls for it.

But they were worthless. I do not understand.

- You'll just have to trust me. - Oh, I do trust you.

Always.

You'll wire me about the operation?

- Of course. - And don't worry.

When he sees you he'll still love you. I know it.

S�. I think maybe I know it, too.

In my heart.

Adi�sito.

Bye, Consuela.

Buenos d�as!

Ah, se�or! Was my work satisfactory?

Oh, sure.

I 'd say it was very satisfactory!

Muchas gracias!

Muchas gracias!

It was, too.

Joss is still wearing the phoney necklace,

and people are still admiring it.

Well, the beginning...

and the end...

of a love story.

"Brad and I married yesterday in Santa Domingo.

"Operation next week in Mexico City. Will advise.

"Much love, Consuela. "

I think that when Brad sees Consuela - if he sees her -

he won't see merely the light and shade that are caught by the camera.

He'll see her with his...caring.

And that's all that really matters.

It has something to do with beauty being in the eye of a beholder.

Or being able to see the Kingdom of Heaven... in a mustard seed.

What do you think?