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GEORGE:

And keep only forty-percent? No thanks.

DIEGO:

Then relax. It's a federal bank.

Guaranteed by the government. And Senor

Noriega has very lenient banking

principles. No questions. No problems.

All the pesados keep their money here.

Even El Padrino. What do you worry?

Everyone knows we are with Escobar. Who

is going to f*** with us?

INT. BANCO DE FEDERALE - PRESIDENT'S OFFICE - DAY

George and Diego sign papers. The bank president

congratulates them and hands them documentation.

GEORGE:

I love it.

BANK PRESIDENT:

I'm sorry.

GEORGE:

I give you thirty-million dollars and

you give me this little book.

MORE STILL PHOTOS

Diego and Inez's wedding. The ceremony. The ring. The

kiss. The lineup with all of the bridesmaids. George is the

best man, and the only American.

INT. BILTMORE HOTEL - BALLROOM - NIGHT

A huge reception. All the pomp and circumstance Colombian

money can buy. Politicians. Policemen. And every smuggler

north of Colombia. George sits with Diego and Inez at the

table of honor. Inez is opening presents. Diego's tipsiness

is a little out of character, but hey, it's his wedding day

and a little champagne never hurt anyone. He drunkenly

throws his arm around George's shoulder.

DIEGO:

I'm married, George. Me. I can't

believe it. Can you believe I'm

married, George?

GEORGE:

You're a lucky man, Diego.

DIEGO:

I love you, my brother, do you know

that?

GEORGE:

I love you too, man.

George notices MIRTHA showing teeth across the room.

GEORGE (CONT'D)

I'll be right back, Diego.

INEZ:

Look, honey, a power boat.

DIEGO:

Great, baby, great!

They kiss. George walks across the dance floor directly

towards Mirtha.

GEORGE:

Hello.

MIRTHA:

Hello.

GEORGE:

Do I know you?

MIRTHA:

I don't think so.

GEORGE:

Why are you smiling?

MIRTHA:

Why are you smiling?

GEORGE:

I don't know. My name is George.

MIRTHA:

I know who you are, El Americano.

Mister George.

GEORGE:

What is your name?

Cesar arrives.

CESAR:

Mr. Jung, I see you've met my fiancee,

Mirtha.

He kisses her.

GEORGE:

Mirtha.

CESAR:

Diego needs to see you right away,

please. Excuse us, Amorcito.

They leave. George looks back, Mirtha is giving him more

teeth. George arrives at the table. Various greetings.

AUGUSTO:

Pleased to meet you finally, George. I

am Augusto Oliveras.

GEORGE:

My pleasure, Augusto. Diego has told me

much about you.

RAMON OCHOA:

Congratulations on your conquest of the

West Coast. How much bigger can we

get?

GEORGE:

Sky's the limit. We're just beginning

to tap the market. If it's accepted by

actors and musicians, the rest will

follow.

They all agree. Mirtha still gives George the teeth from

across the room. Diego returns to the table.

AUGUSTO:

We are talking about George's West Coast

operation.

DIEGO:

Ah, George's mystery man.

RAFAEL OJEDA:

Yes, where is this man? When do we meet

him?

DIEGO:

You don't meet him. George keeps this a

secret. He's here meeting everyone,

goes to Colombia and meets Pablo, but

still keeps his secrets. Even from his

brother.

JUAN CARLOS "THE GUAPO"

Come on, George, we're all in this

together.

EMILIO OCHOA:

Yes, George, there's enough for

everybody.

GEORGE:

I think Padroni is happy with the

current situation. Will you please

excuse me?

George exits after Mirtha.

INT. BILTMORE HOTEL - BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS

George steps into the empty lobby looking for Mirtha. He

can't find her. She appears from the shadows and startles

him. George embraces her and plants one on her.

MIRTHA:

You better know what you're doing,

George. You're playing with fire.

GEORGE:

I like fire.

MONTAGE - MUSIC CUE - LIVING THE GOOD LIFE

CLOSE UP - George does a huge line, left to right.

CLOSE UP - Mirtha does a huge line, right to left.

EXT. MIAMI DRAG - DAY

A stretch limo flies by, left to right. The windows are open

and Mirtha and George whoop it up as they go by.

INT. MIAMI NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT

George and Mirtha out on the crowded dance floor, grooving to

the Salsa rhythms.

STILL PHOTOS:

Champagne bottles in hand, George and Mirtha on the tarmac

running from the limo to the waiting private plane.

EXT. FIVE STAR HOTEL - LOS ANGELES - DAY

George and Mirtha poolside, wearing shades, getting some sun.

She blows him a kiss from the adjoining lounge chair. He

blows one back. She licks her lips and it's on. He's out of

the chair, pouring champagne over her tan body, and licking

it off. She squeals with delight.

A table gets knocked over as they cause a commotion. A hotel

manager comes over, but George hands him a wad of cash and he

quickly fucks off.

INT. MIAMI NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT - MAGICAL REALITY

The dancing is in SUPER SLOW MOTION now. Passionate, carnal,

intimate.

STILL PHOTOS:

George buys gifts for Mirtha and she shows them off for the

camera. A fur. A ring. A house.

INT. EASTHAM HOUSE - DAY

Overhead shot of George and Mirtha's bedroom. It's

completely covered with money. Completely covered. George

and Mirtha make love on the sea of cash. As CAMERA PULLS UP

we see money slowly falling from the ceiling.

INT. SILVER STAR WEDDING CHAPEL - LAS VEGAS - 1978 - DAY

There is no white dress. There is no tuxedo. George and

Mirtha haven't even taken off their sunglasses.

MIRTHA:

I do.

They kiss. Mirtha wipes her red nose.

MIRTHA (CONT'D)

I need a f***ing drink.

INT. EASTHAM HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

George moves to the bedroom. Mirtha is pregnant and she's

showing. She's also bent over a mirror with a straw in her

hand. George opens the door and takes her by surprise.

GEORGE:

Jesus Christ.

MIRTHA:

Oh, don't be such a f***ing hypocrite.

I quit smoking, didn't I?

GEORGE:

Put that sh*t away, they're here.

INT. EASTHAM HOUSE - DOWNSTAIRS - LATER

Mirtha and George lead Fred and Ermine from room to room,

showing off the house. The decor is, well, eclectic. It

doesn't match the architecture.

ERMINE:

It's all so beautiful.

MIRTHA:

What do you think, Dad?

FRED:

Yeah. Nice.

ERMINE:

Look at this credenza. If you don't

mind me asking, how much is something

like that? It's got to cost a fortune.

GEORGE:

(quickly)

It's a family heirloom.

ERMINE:

I've seen those in magazines. They're

not cheap.

GEORGE:

Mirtha comes from a very wealthy family.

ERMINE:

Oh, I see.

MIRTHA:

Come on. I'll show you the rest of the

house.

George and his father move outside.

EXT. GROUNDS - CONTINUOUS

George and his father walk.

GEORGE:

So, business is going good. I've got

this import/export thing going on in

Miami that's been very profitable. With

my investments...

FRED:

Don't bullshit me, George. I don't see

you very much, I don't want to waste the

time.

They move along the rear of the house. Classic cars line the

driveway.

FRED (CONT'D)

You come from my body, remember? You're

my baby boy. The same kid who would

jump off a mountain if someone told him

he couldn't do it. You haven't changed

much. I know the things you do. Not

everything. But I get the picture and I

don't care. I don't like it. It's not

what I would have chosen for you, but

it's your life. It doesn't have

anything to do with me.

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