Broken Embraces

BROKEN EMBRACES:

(Newspaper sheets)

What's your name?

"Harry Caine"

(Voiceover)" I used to be called Mateo

and I was a cinema director.

From very young I was tempted about the idea

of being someone else, appart from myself.

Living only one life was not enough,

so I invented a pseudonym, Harry Caine.

An adventurer that, because of the destiny,

would become a writer.

As of now, I made him sign all the scripts

and stories that I wrote.

For years, Mateo Blanco and Harry Caine

shared the same person, I,

but there was a moment in which,

abruptly, I could only be Harry Caine.

I became my pseudonym,

a writer made himself, by himself.

There was only a detail that I hadn't forseen,

Harry Caine would be a blind writer."

Oh dear... Ernesto Martel has died!

Who?

Ernesto Martel.

I know a granddaughter of his...

So he's dead...

Yes. Did you knew him?

No...

Let's see... What does interest you?

Politics, economics, culture...?

You interest me.

How are you?

Do you mind describing yourself?

What are you interested on?

Your measures, for example?

Em... 90, 68, 90 (cms).

What is the colour of your eyes?

Green, and in summer a bit blue.

And your hair?

How are you dressed?

I'm blond, with long and straight hair.

I'm wering a purple t-shirt,

tight jeans...

Tight?

Yes, tight.

And high heels.

High?

Very high.

Let's see..., blond, long hair.

Let's see... the eyes, green eyes...

a bit blue in the summer

And the skin... Mmmm, delicious skin!

And the lips...

fleshy...

(pleasure grunts)

May I go to the toilet?

(Breatheless) Yes, yes, of course!

At the end of the corridor.

(Doorbell)

(Keys)

Sorry, I thought you were alone.

May I come in, or you are going for a second one?

No, no, come in.

We have finished.

She helped me to cross the road...

and I invited her to read me the newspaper...

Of course...

She gave you the hand and you took the arm!

What are you looking for?

My polo.

There you go, the polo.

Thanks.

Anything else? The socks?

Yes, thanks.

There you go.

Thanks.

(WC flushing)

(Surprised) Hello...

(Unfriendly) Hi.

Well then, Harry,

I'll be going.

Thanks for crossing me.

No problem.

You're standing on my feet.

Oops, Soory! sorry...

No, it has been a pleasure.

Same.

Thank you very much.

So..., I have to go.

I hope we will meet again.

Yes...

Harry, you can't bring home the first

person that helps you cross the road!

One day something will happen!

Everything that has to happen to me has already

Happened. Now I only have to enjoy life.

Diego told me that you and him finished

the script yesterday.

I'd like to add a final epilogue.

I had agreed to bring the final version

to the producer and the director today.

You will have it tomorrow, have no fear

Ernesto Martel has died.

I think he was very sick...

We haven't spoken about him for a long time...

Yes, is true.

(doorbell and keys)

Hello.

You look terrible!

I came running.

Today is Monday. Don't run for me, Diego.

We are not in a rush.

I am, I had made an arrangement.

You will have it tonight, don't worry.

Diego, shall we correct the ending?

Now?

Yes.

Start thinking on the next script.

Something with fantasy or terror for kiddies,

is what it sells best.

I'm not sure if I'll know...

I thought of following the story

inspired in Arthur Miller's son.

The writer who married Marilyn?

Yes.

He was in "Vanity Fair",

I've read it in "El Pas" (spanish newspaper).

After Marilyn, he married the photojournalist

Inge Morat and they had a son.

The kid was born with Down Syndrome

and Arthur Miller hid it.

He doesn't even mention him in his memories

and never wanted to see him.

Despite his wife begging,

he never wanted to see him.

How terrible!

But one day they met by chance.

Arthur Miller was giving a conference

in defense of a mentally handicapped person

who had been sentenced to death

after a forced confession.

Amidst the public there was his son

with Down Syndrome.

After the conference, the son went to the

stand and hugged effusively his father.

Arthur Miller had no idea how to

shake that man off,

until the unknown man released him

and told him:

"I'm your son Daniel

and I'm very proud of you, dad".

I don't think we can write about Arthur

Miller without asking for the rights to the family.

About the guy, the thing is not the meanness, but the strenght

that survives without the slight resentment

against the father that has ignored him for life.

No, no, yes... the topic is really interesting...

But years ago, when you started writing again...

and I to sell your scripts, you said you wouldn't

write remakes, sequels or biopics.

(Nervous) I remember perfectly,

because I was surprised about the biopics.

But this wouldn't be a biopic, but a story

of superation and natural goodness.

(Doorbell)

Yes, no, of course. I'll go and open.

Hey, I've bought yogurts, but you're still

missing cleaning stuff and juices, that you have none.

And remember, the clothes from the laundry.

Hey, guys, I'm off!

OK, OK, fine.

We'll talk about it, Harry.

Ok, Judith, Ok..

(Song:
"Vitamin C" By "CAN"

"Communism, Anarchism & Nihilism")

Hey!

How are you?

Fine, and you? Fine.

Did you bring me something by the "Presets"?

Very hot, just brought here by "the donkey" (emule).

Beautiful.

Hey, do you want a bit of "crystal"? (type of methamphetamine)

Nah. I need to sleep from time to time.

Then vouch for me.

Be more discreet.

But if we're almost alone!

Hey, invite me to a drink, no?

Ask whatever you want.

Do you want anything?

No.

Sorry!

(Computer Voice) "Applications,

explore, Internet, properties, press arrow

up, arrow down, escape, error,

email, quit,

configure applications, explore internet,

the page has zero links, Obituary...

The businessman Ernesto Martel has died. Obituary.

The businessman of chilene origin Ernesto Martel

died yesterday in his residence

in La Moraleja, Madrid.

Living in Spain since kid, Martel was one

of the top businessman of the 90's.

"Ermar Capital", empire created at the end

of the 80's, was key in the finantiation

of important public infrastructures

in Latin countries.

Married twice and father of two, his

public figure started to diffuminate recently

when he was involved in the financial scandal

of the "Apresto Case".

Accused of fraud and tax evasion,

in 2002 he was charged with 3 years in prison,

of which he only served four months

because his age and disease..."

Yes... I've just spoken with the Ministry of

Transport and everything is on the move now...

Yes, we're going to do the metro of Caracas...

Of course, of course, there's a lot of money...

Well, at least five years.

Listen, I'm looking for a qualified company

and I'd thought of you...

Sure. Everything will go through me,

the President himself has told me.

(Hears his mother calling)

I'll call you later, ok?

I'll call you now.

(internal line)

Yes, mister Martel.

Lena, would you mind coming to my office?

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