Fiesta Page #2

-Of course. Ah, ah, ah.

Tomorrow is your birthday, not today.

There.

Hello, mamacita.

-Big news for you, Mario.

-Oh, really?.

-Is it very beautiful, Father?.

-Magnificent.

You know, Mario, it is exactly my size.

MARIA:
Your size?.

MRS. MORALES:
What are you talking about?.

Mario`s bullfighting costume, of course.

[SCOFFS]

Uh, Father, Maria means the party dress

for her birthday.

Oh, that`s all right, Mario.

The younger always comes first.

Younger?. You are twins.

I`m older by 1 5 minutes.

-Fifteen minutes.

MRS. MORALES:
Antonio...

-...did you or did you not get the dress?.

-Yes.

Of course.

It`s a good moment

for your career, Mario.

You see, your measurements are exactly

as mine were when I was your age.

We`II show them something tomorrow.

Like father, Iike son. Ha, ha.

You know I`II do my best. For you.

Antonio, I know Mario must fight

in this exhibition tomorrow.

Of course. How else will Barrios know

he`s good enough for Mexico City?.

-Barrios?.

-Is he really coming to see me fight?.

-Certainly.

-Tomorrow`s his birthday.

Now, Mother, don`t worry.

Morales men,

they know how to handle bulls.

Have you picked your bull yet?.

I was just about to Ieave when--

We`re going now.

Are you ready, Maria?.

I`II get my hat.

MARIO:

I`II be waiting.

That`s quite a boy I`ve got there.

I wonder if you`ve ever forgiven me

for the fact that your first child was a girl.

Well, it was a shock.

But you made everything all right.

And immediately. Ha, ha.

You always make everything all right.

MARIA:

Mario, no, no! PIease, Mario, no!

Tell me, where is my music?. Where is it?.

-I`II tell you.

-You promise?.

-Yes, I promise.

-AII right, where is it?.

Mario.

[CHUCKLES]

CIose the gate.

[BELLOWING]

-Ooh.

-Oh!

[LAUGHING]

Miguel, what are you trying to do

to that bull?.

What is the bull trying to do to Miguel?.

-Ha, ha. I Iike that one.

-You do?. That`s good enough for me.

Maria`s right. With him,

you`II put on a good show tomorrow.

He`II charge straight, you`II see.

He`s got strong Iegs, good shoulders,

and his eyes are on fire. That`s a true bull.

Isn`t it wonderful

how much Chato knows about a bull?.

How do you account for it, Maria?.

Well, that`s simple, Mario.

AII you have to do is think Iike a bull.

Well, I`II see you Iater, Chato.

-You`II be over Iater, Maria?.

-Yes.

[MARIO WHISTLES]

I`II be right back, Papa.

Now, suppose you tell me:

-Where have you been?.

-Out of my mind.

Now you tell me:

which way does the world go round?.

This way or that way?.

-Why?.

-You`re wrong. Today, it goes this way.

-And this way. And this way. Ha, ha.

-Oh, please, Mario.

Now will you tell me?.

When Pepe gets here,

we`II know everything.

And who did it?. Who thought of it?.

Maria. I`m telling you, she`s--

-Oh, Mario, you`re not telling me anything.

-Oh, she`s so smart.

If it weren`t for her, I--

Conchita, if I ever amount to anything

in this world...

-...you know who`II be responsible.

-Maria.

Oh, Conchita, I`m not....

I know, darling, she`s your twin.

But what happened?.

Well, I-- My music manuscripts disappeared.

Now, wait a minute.

I Iooked all over for them.

And when I was about to go crazy...

...I suddenly see Maria

smiling Iike a porcelain cat.

Do you know who has the music now?.

No.

-Maximino Contreras.

-The symphony conductor.

-That`s right.

-Oh, Mario.

I wouldn`t have the nerve to send my music

to a man Iike that. I couldn`t.

But Maria, well, she just gave it to Pepe,

who`s a friend of Contreras...

...and forced Pepe

to make Contreras play it.

-And I am scared to death.

-Oh, but it`s good, Mario.

It`s beautiful.

He`s sure to Iike it.

Oh, I don`t know. I can`t believe it.

But if he does Iike it....

I mean, if Maria is right....

Conchita...

...you know that`s what I Iive for.

That and this.

It`s wrong. AII wrong.

-Have you done something wrong again?.

-No, I didn`t.

And it is not necessary for me to think

Iike a bull to know where Mario went.

Oh, you`re beginning to cackle

Iike an old hen.

Oh, I`m a hen now. Oh, right.

But Iet me tell you something.

You cannot fight a bull without rest.

You just can`t.

Tomorrow is his birthday. His friends

wanna give him a Iittle party, that`s all.

A Iittle party, how sweet.

Tonight, they give him a party.

Tomorrow, he gives them a party.

You know as well as I do...

...when he gets together

with those musicians, he stays out all night.

-He`II be all right tomorrow.

-Don`t always defend him. It`s all wrong.

With Senor Barrios coming all the way

from Mexico City to watch him.

It`s a very important day, and--

No, I`m sorry.

This time, I will have to tell your father.

Oh, no, you won`t.

-Why won`t I?.

-You know why.

-Why?.

-Because you never have and you never will.

Come on. Come on, baby.

""You never have and never will.""

[CAR HORN HONKS]

[PEPE & CHATO SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

-Pepe.

-Chato.

-Say, what`s all the rush?.

-Oh, great news.

Where`s Maria and Mario?.

Where do you expect Mario to be?.

Where`s Maria?.

Say, uh, what`s in that box?.

Something for Senor Morales.

Now, where is Maria?.

Where would you expect her to be?.

Thank you, old goat.

Now I`m a goat.

Hey, Maria.

AII right, darling. Just a moment.

Ah, Pepe, I`m so glad to see you.

AII day Iong, just one thought

has been running around my head:

When will Pepe get here?. When?.

Music, music to my ears.

Now Iet me tell you the big news.

-About Mario?.

-No, about us.

You did take Mario`s music

to Senor Contreras, didn`t you?.

-Yes, I did, but something came up--

-You don`t think Mario`s music is important?.

-Did Contreras play it?.

-Will you Iet me--?.

Contreras must be a fool

if he doesn`t Iike my brother`s music.

Instead of conducting an orchestra,

he ought to be on the street...

-...blowing a tin horn--

-Will you Iet me tell you what he said?.

That`s what I`m waiting for, darling.

What did he say?.

Nothing.

Nothing?. How could he possibly

say nothing?.

-PIay that music once, and--

-He played it more than once.

He played it over and over.

He got so excited he couldn`t talk.

-Now, will you Iet me tell you--?.

-I knew he`d Iove it.

Oh, that`s wonderful.

He`s gonna play it with his orchestra.

-He is, isn`t it, Pepe?.

-I don`t know.

He`s coming tomorrow.

He`s coming to see Mario personally.

Here?. Oh, Pepe,

thank you for doing this for Mario.

He`II be so happy. Oh, this is wonderful.

Now, will you...

-...Iet me tell you something about us?.

-Don`t say a word to Mario. Not a word.

-What now?.

-Well, don`t you see?.

Mario won`t know anything about it.

Tomorrow will be Iike any other birthday.

And then, suddenly, someone comes to him

and says:

""Mario, there`s a gentleman

to see you from Mexico City.

A Senor Maximino Contreras,

about the music you sent him.""

Oh, it will be the greatest moment

in Mario`s Iife.

And in yours.

Yes, darling, it will.

Everything is Mario.

Mario and his music.

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