My Big Night Page #6

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Hands off the car!

I love TV.

What's that?

I don't understand you!

Can we lower the window?

Sorry, that is very unwise.

"It's very unwise".

Look how happy they are.

What the hell is this?

It's under control.

The police are protecting us.

It's outrageous!

You can't work like this.

Let him go.

He's a coward.

Go home and tell

your son you're scared.

Leave the boy out of this.

- Anyway, you can't leave.

- What?

Security won't let anyone leave.

Not until things calm down.

If he won't do it, I will!

I'd rather die than see you

ruin my script... darling.

Sir, there's been a turn of events

you should know about.

I'm aware of it.

You may not be performing tonight.

That's not happening. Call Bentez.

He's not answering.

You know I don't like the word 'No'.

Can I leave the flowers?

You can't go outside.

I'm Alphonso's agent.

Security, door 15.

Ricardo Rojas, right?

And Francisco Colmenar.

Do you want to lose

your jobs right now?

Just try to block my way.

I'll call the network chief.

Both of you, on the street.

Agreed?

F*** you, Bentez!

Romanian gynecologist.

Romanian gynecologist...

Did you talk to the Minister?

Send us more people,

but get us out of here!

Zoom out, get the giraffe.

We're still connected!

And who configured

the software and cabling...?

Alright, great!

Keep recording.

They've had it.

A whole day for the giraffe?

Look out!

What are they doing?

Pull it up!

Go!

- I can't, I'm sorry.

- It's Roberto.

Hands off, please.

Roberto, please, photo.

I'm a huge fan.

Yes, don't worry.

Will take a photo of me?

You do it, Paloma.

I'm kind of in a hurry.

- I love everything you do.

- I know.

I know, I know.

Oh, my God!

Honey! Are you alright?

A rubber ball hit him!

I don't know how it happened!

That's impossible!

Ice, we need some ice here!

Yes, hello?

You're crazy.

Count me in, it's a great plan.

- Get me the ticket.

- Roberto...

Okay, there you go.

Is there a doctor in the house?

Speak to me, Roberto.

Speak. Don't bullshit me.

Motherfuckers!

Identify those people,

I want their names!

Bentez!

Who are you?

Who let you out?

Alphonso wants to talk to you.

Tell him I don't have time.

I got him on FaceTime.

Bentez?

Alphonso, calm down.

The police have it all

under control.

I'm so glad it's under control.

I just want to tell you

that I'm leaving.

A helicopter's coming from Madrid

to pick me up.

A helicopter?

Are you kidding me?

Charlie-Tango-Delta-7

taking off.

We can't go now,

we've got a contract,

a commitment!

20 minutes to destination.

Thanks, Manuel.

And we're on after the chimes?

Yes, of course.

They just overturned the mobile unit.

No problem:

the connection's still working.

Yes!

I heard it, it's just a glitch.

Alphonso!

You have 20 minutes

to shoot the song.

You can't do this to me!

20 minutes is plenty of time.

Why aren't we taping?

The mobile unit is...

It's fine!

- Do Alphonso's song now!

- We'll have to tell Rosa.

You tell her. I can't handle

hysterical lesbians right now.

If she'd finishes the show,

she's off the list.

What list?

- Schlinder's List!

-What are you talking about?

Just tell her. It'll work.

I can't go on. Let me rest here.

What's this lady doing here?

She has to be delivered to her son,

he works here.

What's your son's name?

Jos Daz Mario:

come to door 6 at the stage.

Shall I go with you?

No, stay here. I'll go alone.

Jos Daz Mario:

your mother's waiting for you

at door 6.

- Mom!

- Son!

I'm so glad you're here.

- It's crazy in here!

- You bet it is.

Especially if people

bring their family to the set.

- Are you the boss here?

- I'm supposed to be.

You look clever, and a good man.

I have to be.

Get her in clothes and makeup.

I'll be going.

- Thanks.

- 'Bye, lady.

Put her at table 21.

- 21?

- You'll want to be with your mom.

Sure, sure.

I'm going to be on TV?!

Goodness gracious me!

I don't believe it.

If could've worn that dress

I wore at your sister's wedding!

Relax, you're going to look like

a real duchess!

You can leave your crucifix there.

The crucifix stays with me.

She's held onto it

since she tore it off Dad's coffin.

I was hugging his coffin...

It's like my husband.

It keeps me company.

- There's a brunette.

- Back up a bit.

It can't be that hard

to find someone.

Three sluts over there...

That one.

She's hot.

- That one!

- Dark hair?

Stop there.

It's her, she had a piercing.

She looks nasty.

Beautiful eyes...

Wait, don't do anything crazy!

Please.

Excuse me, princess.

Can you show me your tongue?

Excuse me, you are...?

What are you doing, you dick?

Houston, we have a problem.

I can't work like this.

I don't have the people

to help you out there.

But it's all working, right?

I'm on my back,

enjoying my unemployment.

Me too. This sucks.

Rosa, listen to me.

Bentez gave me a message for you.

He says...

...that if you finish the show tonight,

he'll get you off the list.

- He said that?

- Son of a b*tch.

- That's right.

- How can he be such a mean f***er?

He thinks I'm a dog

he can throw a bone to?

Yeah, he stinks.

Tell him this...

- What?

- We agree to it.

But we want it in writing.

- Amparo and I are off the list.

- I'll call him now.

Good.

He's not answering.

I'll tell him when I see him.

Let's do Alphonso's song. Now!

I need a technical rehearsal.

We have no time.

I may be a dog,

but I do my job right,

or not at all.

Find a double for Alphonso.

Someone who knows the lyrics.

I'm going. F***...

Don't move,

I'm pointing a gun at you.

Sh*t, who are you?

I am him.

Him?

Yes, and I know everything.

The semen, the Romanian,

the switch...

- Do you want a out?

- No, I want it all.

No more slacking off!

Let's get this over with!

Give me that vial.

We're returning it

to its rightful owner.

We can negotiate.

There's nothing to negotiate,

artists must be respected.

Culture is a universal asset.

A song can save your life.

Whatever you want.

We're doing a dummy rehearsal.

I need someone who knows

the lyrics to Alphonso's songs.

Me!!

You?

My Big Night. Hit it!

Today, for me, is a special day.

Today I'll go out tonight.

I can live what is not of this world,

when the sun is already hiding...

You're hired!

Okay, we got him. Cameras!

Go.

Quiet, please.

Football? No way!

He's too clumsy!

But theater...

that was his thing!

Mom, please.

At 8, he did Cabaret.

Mom, got God's sake...

If you saw him on that chair...

There was no chair.

- There were chairs.

- Cut it out.

You were very funny.

No self-esteem.

You hardly notice this side.

How can you go on like that?

Shut up.

I know what you're doing.

Don't be a fool.

If you're not appearing, neither will I.

We tease each other for fun,

but I'd never shaft you

on New Year's Eve

by hogging the top ratings spot.

- In good times and bad.

- In sickness and in health.

Look, we'll fix you up,

go home and enjoy the family...

It's about time!

- Are you sure?

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