The Mambo Kings Page #5

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Honey, you really are seeing

pink elephants.

No.

Adis, Mambo Kings.

Adis, Cesar!

Nestor, what happened?

Let's drink to my freedom.

Let's drink to my freedom.

Bartender. No coffee.

Two Nestor Libres.

Cesar can't keep using me.

I told him that.

Nestor, he's your brother,

your family.

What's a guy without a family?

Nothing.

Double nothing without love.

You know how that is, don't you?

To love someone so much?

Nestor, can't you see

how Cesar feels...?

About Delores?

Stop being a big jerk, huh?

He'd do anything for you.

Please, don't break his heart.

Nestor.

I want to go back to school

and be a teacher.

I want to go back to school

and make something of myself.

Yeah.

Yeah, you should do that.

That's what you wanted

before you...

...met me.

Delores.

I know it's been very hard for you.

I never meant it to be that way.

But you must know, in my own way...

...I have loved you.

I have loved you.

I love this country!

Where is everybody?

I love this country!

Come here. Come here,

you wanna see something?

Compliments of Mr. Ricci.

With an invitation

to play the Palladium.

Did I tell you this would happen?

That we'd make it on our own? Did I?

Come on, toma.

That's for real.

From now on we get what we want.

Maybe even our own television show.

I mean, what the hell.

What the hell did we come

to this country for if not for that?

Come on, let's call the fellas.

Come on. Can you imagine,

we call the fellas now?

We tell them the Kings of the Mambo

are going to play Palladium?

I think I'm having a heart attack today.

I gotta find a cigar or something.

How many times? How many?

Did I keep my promise to you?

Did I keep my promise to you?

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

the song you've been waiting for...

...so patiently.

I predict that Nestor Castillo

will be remembered among the greats.

With Machito, Puente, Beny Mor,

Tito Rodriguez...

I never told my brother about the deal.

Oh, believe you me...

...your brother will thank you for it

in his sunset years.

No, Seor Perez. No.

A promoter I know, an Englishman...

...wants to mount a show

at the London Palladium.

Of course, I told him about you.

It's all being planned right now.

And who knows?

Stop, Seor Perez, stop.

I've made a mistake.

I can't do it.

I can't.

Nobody owns the Castillo brothers.

All right, Nestor.

Then tonight's your last night.

Tell that to your brother.

Oh, God, Delores should be

with us tonight.

The baby has a fever.

Listen to him, Seor Sensible here.

Brother, I have something to tell you.

It's a long way from Havana, kid.

You see that?

Mambo Kings, baby.

Mambo Kings forever.

- Give me the keys.

- Give him the keys.

- I'm gonna drive.

- Give him the keys!

All right! Get in the car

before I turn into a Popsicle.

Come to think of it,

you'd probably love that.

Gonna turn me into

a roast-pork sandwich, huh?

I might.

Well, get going.

You know, brother...

...we didn't get the job

the way you think.

There's plenty of time to talk.

We're on top, kid. Just enjoy it.

What the hell are you doing?

You're choking me. Are you crazy?

Come on, honey.

- Come on.

- God help me.

Where are we? Oh, Jesus.

What the hell did he do?

He smashed up the goddamn car.

What do you people think I'm made of?

- Come on, Cesar.

- Look at that.

What a waste.

The insurance company

will buy another one.

What happened?

What happened?

Oh, God.

Nestor.

Nestor.

Nestor.

Nestor!

Cesar!

Cesar!

Cesar.

Hey, mister. Mister, throw me the ball.

- Come on, let's go, let's go.

- Let's play.

- All right, ready?

- Come on.

Ready? Here we go.

- Stop.

- No.

Come on. Come on...

- Stop. It's no use.

- What?

Stop acting like a little girl.

I'm about as far from

a little girl as you can get.

It's over, Cesar.

It's over.

There's nothing I can do for you.

I'm drunk.

Don't you see that? I'm drunk.

I'm gonna miss you.

What?

What can I do?

Cesar?

Cesar.

Cesar.

Evalina.

Oh, my God.

You know,

I thought you were my mother.

Cesar, Miguel tells me

you left the band.

Yeah, it's better this way.

Come, sit. Sit, sit, sit.

My God.

I thought you were my mother.

Cesar, when my mother died...

...I wanted only to live in my sadness.

It was all I thought I had left of her.

But the music within me...

...would not be silent.

And when I finally sang...

...I found my mother

in the happiness of the people.

That kid...

He was the music.

And so are you.

Fire and water.

Both beautiful, Cesar.

But they have different life.

"In today's America,

every obstacle is temporary.

Every problem can be solved.

Where there is a will, there is a way...

...for the man of tomorrow...

...in today's America."

We gotta take a vacation, you and me.

We gotta go down to Miami, huh?

And if we're too big in Miami,

we'll go straight back to Hollywood.

We'll go see Desi.

Remember what he told us?

We could always just drop by.

What's the matter?

I know.

"Chinaman, Indian

or from the planet Mars...

...a man can find happiness

the American way."

I guess you couldn't

find happiness after all.

We want to make a toast...

...to our friend whose dream it was

to someday have a little club.

Nestor Castillo.

May he rest in peace.

But as not to let this little

gathering slip into sadness...

...I make a toast...

...to all the lovely ladies who have

brought us warm smiles.

- To the fabulous Mambo Kings!

- And Tito Puente!

And to Cesar Castillo.

To America.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

a little cancin that will live forever:

"Beautiful Maria of My Soul."

Cesar, come on up here.

No, you play now.

- Cesar.

- Go on.

Sing it for Nestor.

He worshiped you, Cesar.

He was always happy to go with you

to places to play for the people.

Those were good times.

Nobody can take that away.

I hurt him in so many ways.

Oh, no, Cesar.

You didn't hurt him.

Nestor...

Nestor hurt himself.

Nobody could save him.

You know, everything I was in my life...

...was because of him.

I would change places with him

right now...

...if I could.

It's his club.

Cesar, this is your club.

Now sing the bolero.

I don't have it in me anymore to sing.

Sing it for me.

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