Madrid, 1987

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The consumer price index went up 0%

in the month of June.

The Treasury Department is optimistic

about reaching a 5% rate of inflation.

Government spokesman Javier Solana says

statements made by Minister Barrionuevo

were misinterpreted.

Overstepping the limits

of the Constitution

in the fight against terrorism

was never an issue.

Gerardo Iglesias

proposed general guidelines

for the 12th Congress

of the Spanish Communist Party

to the central committee.

All topics except the party's Marxist

Communist revolutionary nature

will be open for debate.

The Supreme Council on Military Justice

will review the sentences

of the remaining prisoners

involved in the coup attempt.

Some could receive shortened sentences

in the next few months.

The State Council of the Democratic

Republic of Germany

has decreed a general amnesty

and eliminated the death penalty,

an unprecedented move

in Eastern European countries.

This afternoon a forest fire

has spread at least 6 kilometers

between Valencia and Castelldn.

Strong winds have complicated

efforts to put it out.

Jesus Gil y Gil,

the man of the hour.

Cambio 16 reveals the character

o pain Is new soccer messiah.

Read Cambio 16.

And now, The Hunter's Corner.

Already half past

It was 77 degrees

at 9 in the morning.

It's gonna be so hot

the was baskets melt.

Don't be so poetic,

it'll rub off on me

and my article will be too lyrical

and it'll depress all the widows.

Yes, sir.

That's right.

Stick to the waiter bullshit,

I'll handle the columnist bullshit.

Like we usually do.

That's right.

You crossed the cafe

like a gazelle.

Totally out of place

among all this vulgarity.

So it's true you always write here.

Not always.

Always is a dangerous word,

don't you think?

I don't know.

Words that appear to force you

into something are always a lie.

Words don't force anyone.

Never trust words.

They seem like a chain,

but they break just like that.

I won't.

Order something,

I'll be done in a second.

Coca-Cola.

Right away.

Can I

On Monday.

Writing two days before

doesn't scare you?

Before, Franco could die.

Now, they could kill the Pope

and nothing would change.

As long as the banks open.

In '81, when Sudrez resigned,

I wrote an article about

how he parted his hair.

Remember It was perfect.

I said the part never moved

because it was afraid of getting

fired or killed or who knows what

it was so afraid of.

You think I changed the article

when I heard he resigned

The editor called me.

Change the article,

we'll give you more space.

It's fine as it is."

And that's how it stayed.

Years later Sudrez himself told me.

When I quit,

the article that struck me most

was yours, Miguel.

The one about my hair."

I guess I'm the only one who didn't

stab him in the back with an obituary.

Did you two get along?

When you write in the papers

every day for 25 years,

you don't even get along

with your shadow.

People put up with you, period.

Can I steal a sip

Dr. Bram6n says Coca-Cola

is off limits.

Coca-Cola, coffee, tobacco and whisky.

I see you don't listen to him.

That way when I die

the blame will be spread.

That's a good ending.

Of course.

A good ending.

The doctor says Coca-Cola

is off limits,

but he didn't say anything

about girls who drink

Coca-Cola.

Are you talking about me?

I only talk about myself.

Even when I talk about other people.

Did you bring it?

What is this?

a balance sheet?

It's a copy. I have to turn it in

in September.

What have you done with me?

An obituary

I don't know.

As long as I pass.

I don't get why he failed you.

Don't teachers automatically pass

beautiful students anymore?

We live in decadent times.

I never went to class.

He's a jerk.

Then that's why he failed you.

For not going to his class.

I'd have done the same thing.

Seeing your desk empty

made the old man

melancholic.

He's not so old.

He would read his pathetic

journalism handbook out loud.

Nobody ended up going.

Journalism professors.

Can you teach a dog

how to be a dog?

How many classes

do you have to make up?

Two.

I left everything for September.

This is too long.

Too long.

Newspapers don't like things too long.

They want shorter stuff.

They call them pills.

Pills cure everything now.

I wasn't going to publish it.

You're too far, sit over here.

These things I say

are totally uninteresting.

Why do you want to know how to write

an article or a novel,

if someone goes to bed late

or writes at home or in a cafe?

Like there's some secret formula you

can steal in a half an hour interview.

No, the secret is giving it

everything you've got.

Behind the ironic,

foul-mouthed exterior,

there's a little boy.

Maybe an awful boy,

but still a boy,

who writes like he talks because

he writes as much as he talks.

You're copying my style,

it's not your voice.

If you interviewed Felipe Gonzdlez,

would you write it

with an Andalusian accent?

You don't need a uniform

to interview a soccer player.

You don't even need

to know about soccer.

Don't let it infect you.

A writer isn't a chameleon.

These are all cliches,

they're worthless.

You're pinching.

Writing should stab, not pinch.

I like this better.

My glasses don't protect me

from other people's gazes,

they protect others

from my gaze.

I like it.

But don't yours do the same?

With that folk singer look...

How we look isn't something

we create for others,

like stylists and imbeciles say.

How we look is our bamcade.

We take cover behind it,

holding the fort.

You are obviously talented.

This is like being a movie actor.

There's no point

if the camera doesn't love you.

The camera clearly loves you.

Can I keep it?

Sure.

Are you in a hurry?

No.

Are they waiting for you

at home for lunch?

No, it doesn't matter.

It does for me, but I can be late.

Or not even go.

Check my right pocket.

Don't look for any photos of kids.

The point of an ID card

is to remind us what a**holes we are.

Ever seen anyone who doesn't look like

an a**hole

in their ID card?

Rodriguez.

Yes, I use a stage name,

like Sara Montiel.

It's expired.

I can't agree more.

Doctor's orders.

No, amphetamines.

I'd offer you one, but I don't

corrupt young girls.

In the other one.

The keys to my friend's studio.

He's a painter.

He's in the mountains,

avoiding the heat.

I asked him for them

before I called you.

Then I tried my luck.

I was surprised you called me.

Were you really?

I didn't think you'd want to read

what I wrote after the interview.

I didn't call you

to read what you'd written.

What interested me was you.

Did I call too late?

We were having dinner.

I didn't tell my parents

who you were.

Can I have an autograph?

For Sonia.

I read you every day.

I love your articles.

I don't write to be read,

I write to be paid.

Thank you.

What does it say?

For Sonia, who has lousy timing.

Warm regards."

Thanks.

Well then

I don't know

I can't stand people looking at us

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