Road to Fame Page #5
- Year:
- 1999
- 13 Views
- Is a fag.
That's why I get taunted.
And that's why I became a woman.
Look at me!
No, see me.
See me.
I can be another.
I can.
You can't.
You're a man.
You can't win the contest.
You can't, Yesi... Carlos.
You can't.
I can, too.
I can.
Please.
Don't tell anyone, Francisca.
Please. Please.
I surrender.
If you plan to play dirty, I give up.
So soon?
- I don't get it.
- What?
You're not going to play your trump?
Tell the press you were a call girl
when I met you?
When you met me, Alejandro, I was a whore.
Expensive, but a whore.
You're not throwing them the story?
I wasn't going to leak
the stolen scene story.
I wanted to scare you.
It's not that.
This email is
from one of our main sponsors.
It's a bank. If they pull out, I'm fired.
And they're threatening to pull
if I don't rethink some of my decisions.
I'm guessing the banker's your lover.
Sure! That kid I took back to my place.
It pissed her off.
She's a Lizrraga. Daddy's the boss...
Even without the part,
you're screwing them.
- I didn't screw her.
- Sure, it was a pyjama party.
Basically.
My cell.
Pardon me. Is the movie contest here?
- Two blocks down. The main entrance.
- Thank you.
Hi, it's me.
You have to do me a favour.
Girls, line up back there. Quiet, please.
- You nervous?
- Sort of.
- Are you?
- I guess so.
I so wanted to reach
my girlfriend back home for luck.
Call her.
- Really?
- Sure.
- God, thanks!
- No problem.
Doa Liz? It's Catalina. Is Gladys there?
Yes, I'll wait.
Hi.
Learn anything?
It's not so simple.
Claudia.
What happened? What happened?
I don't understand.
What happened?
When was she last seen?
With Satan?
So not fair. She was out.
If she's back in, they want her to win.
What do you care? You can't win, anyway.
Why not?
You gonna spill the beans, girlfriend?
- They'll notice.
- You didn't.
People see what they want to see, hon.
You were told to stay in line.
Wait, sir!
We're on live. He can wait.
Okay, all contestants in position.
That rich b*tch get to you?
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
- My friend's missing.
- Missing?
They took her away.
They took her away.
Let's go.
You can't go out there like that.
We'll just tell them...
Good evening, Mexico!
Welcome to Mara Enamorada: The Search.
Thank you for all your calls.
Phone votes are valid until the very end.
Thought I was gone, huh?
That you'd win.
Quiet!
I don't know what your story is.
But I'm going bald from starvation.
I've had four plastic surgeries.
Been hospitalised for spitting up blood.
Why?
- Because...
- You're on.
You're not going anywhere, honey.
And Daddy's ads are staying on the air.
Get over here.
...in the finals of Mara Enamorada.
You're crazy. And old. And a has-been.
You're not banging the producer any more,
so nobody gives a sh*t about you.
What I shared with Alejandro
is way beyond you.
What might sink in is your Daddy's call girl.
My girlfriends know her.
And since Daddy wants it hush-hush,
he's cool with your being ousted.
Just kidding, folks,
to see if you're all still awake!
You know Ximena was eliminated
in the last round.
on national TV?
Be my guest.
No, huh? Know why?
Divas are born.
You don't become one
by reading Starstudded.
Looks like the boss is here.
The finalists for Mara Enamorada,
the upcoming movie! Don't miss it!
For our first challenge...
- Is there a ballgame on?
- Yesi's on TV!
They've never seen the script.
Check her out! No sh*t! Shove over.
- Shut up! I can't hear.
- You shut up. Mom!
Shut both your traps.
- Welcome.
- A pleasure to be here.
A star is born! What a thrill!
Action!
- What the heck is this?
- I've always loved you.
Every time you bug another...
Every time you hug another woman...
That's, like, so mean... 'Cause I love you...
That's how come I love you...
Straight from the Ithmuth, Thithmuth,
Thithmus, Isthmus Oaxaca...
Francisca!
What do you have to say?
I'm obsessed with you.
Even when I'm asleep. When I'm awake.
When I breathe.
And I love you.
A woman is a mystery.
We all have secrets.
We're all deep down someone else.
So...
You know what? Come here.
I'll show you all my secrets.
You'll love it, big guy.
Sh*t, I knew Yesenia would make it big.
Do your stuff, Yesi!
- Nah, she won't.
- Yeah, she will.
I don't need to hear I can. Because I can.
I don't need to hear who I am.
Because I know.
I don't need to.
I don't need anything.
I realised
if nobody helps us in Juarez,
then we have to help ourselves.
Funny, huh?
I went so far to find out that all I needed
was to stay home.
Do something, damn it!
Maybe Gladys'll turn up.
Maybe not.
But we gotta search.
And if I'm busy
acting like a goose in movies,
who's gonna find her?
Our judges will now announce
the three contestants
Mexico has selected
to enter the final round of our contest.
With us now, Dr Oscar Fonseca,
from the Regulations Committee. Go ahead.
Doctor, sir.
The audience has good taste.
I told you, Manny.
Indeed, they have.
Because these girls
are the most talented.
- Say it, for Christ's sake!
- Spit it out!
- Sh*t, they pay them by the frigging minute?
- Hush up!
Geez, I can't hear the TV
with all your yapping.
Should I tell them?
Enough suspense!
You're giving us all a heart attack!
They are
Sandra, Yesenia and Francisca!
Our three finalists
for Mara Enamorada!
Wow, that's my bitchin' brother!
Queer power!
Sh*t, Yesi's on TV!
Jonathan? Bro-in-law! Come on over, dude.
Yo, bro-in-law.
Come watch your ho with us on TV, dude.
Have a seat, buddy!
Make room for my main man!
Mom, beer me and bro here.
Get them yourself, lazy ass.
With your dough!
No wonder you don't dig chicks, dude.
And for the big moment,
Adrin Miranda, Enamorada's leading man.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
I'd like to tell the girls
that even though only one girl wins,
the runners-up will get a part, too.
Excellent news!
Interview time! Step up, Yesenia.
- Hi, Yesenia.
- Hi, Adrin.
Tell us why you should be
Mara Enamorada.
Because when I go to the movies
and the lights dim,
it's like I feel
my life isn't my life.
It's the life on screen.
And I wish it were so.
I don't want it to end
when the lights go up
and the popcorn is all gone.
God, you're gorgeous.
Totally, Yesi. Good vibes.
Whom do you most admire?
I'd say Benito Jurez
for his legacy of wisdom.
"The right... Uh...
"Respect for others' rights is peace."
If you were president for a day,
how would you change Mexico?
I'd change the name.
The name? Of what?
Of the country.
In school we learn
it's called United States of Mexico.
But it's not.
Oaxaca is one thing. This is another.
I'm from the Isthmus of Tehuantepec.
That's a different Mexico.
You have to begin somewhere.
Maybe by telling it like it is.
I think so.
Phone lines are closing.
Ten! Nine! Eight!
My vote goes to Yesenia!
I vote for Francisca.
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