The Motive

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THE MOTIVE:

SEVILLA, SUMMER 2017

And so tonight is about celebrating

those who carry Andalusia's heart

and soul with them

and who do so much

for their land and their people,

those who are an example

to thousands of other Andalusians,

who in return are here tonight

to show their love,

and support for their good work,

carrying the good name

of Andalusia far and wide,

who understand how to transmit

the soul of our beautiful land to others.

The gold medal

for Andalusia's personality of the year

goes to someone

who has been lauded by the critics

as the new voice

of popular Spanish literature

and who has achieved

unrivaled success,

selling over...

- I'm so sorry, babe.

- ...300,000 copies of her debut novel.

The master class ran over.

Don't worry. You made it just in time.

This years award goes

to our much loved, prodigal daughter

Amanda Carvajal.

Congratulations!

- Thank you. Thank you so much.

- You are great!

Without the support of lvaro,

my husband,

I wouldn't be here tonight.

Thank you for everything, darling.

And thank you for arriving.

But the person

I want to thank the most is...

my darling boy,

Bruno.

He's with me every single day,

he looks up to me

like no other in this world.

I want to thank him for that,

although he's not here tonight.

Thank you.

Please, allow me...

Allow me a tiny liberty,

I don't mean to teach you anything,

-but let me give you a little gift.

- Please.

As Machado once said

through the voice of Juan de Mairena:

"Never lose contact with the ground,

as it's the only way to know precisely

how tall you are."

That's beautiful.

Thank you.

- Bravo!

- Thank you.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Have you brought the deeds?

We agreed to meet at 9 a.m.,

it's already 9.20 a.m.

I'll be with you right away.

Just one moment, please.

- Good morning, Jess.

- Good morning, lvaro.

Your wife's in all the papers, man!

It's awesome!

You're on the picture, too,

at the awards ceremony.

You sit there in a corner.

Your wife is amazing.

High level.

You've got an artist.

I finally got her book yesterday.

I had to order it on purpose,

'cause they'd run out at the store.

They brought the book deliberately,

and I had to go to the store.

That's amazing.

It's going to be a best-seller.

I'm not used to reading,

but I will read your wife's novel.

Hello?

Good morning, don Alfonso.

Yes, I'm sorry.

With everything that's been going on

with my wife and all.

Yes, I know. I'm sorry.

I'll bring everything over

to you right now.

Right away.

Now that you're up there,

among the stars of the real Seville,

you should consider joining my club,

The Royal Society

of Farmers and Landlords.

Let's say it plainly, landlords.

There we have waiters and...

He's already three years

taking private cello classes.

Just figure it out.

The kid needs some cello knowledge

to start university studies.

So he's been playing cello

since he was four years old.

So, you can imagine,

the kid finds the classes boring.

He gets up, and walks around.

Therefore I think the teacher

has a thing about him.

Not only because the kid

is always walking around.

In his class there are two more students.

But their mothers always

have to be there with the kids.

I was also there,

as the only male in the room.

So there we are the three of us,

both girls,

by the way, they haven't seen

a cello before in their lives.

One of the mothers even said:

"Am I supposed to by a cello?"

And I told her:
"Ma'am,

of course you should buy a cello

to attend cello classes."

Hey, we should celebrate

your wife's award!

- Come on, my shout!

- I'm too busy.

- Are you not in the mood?

- No, no.

You're going to give

yourself an aneurysm!

I have to get this finished. Thank you.

Damn it, you're so boring.

Well, see you tomorrow.

Get a good rest!

Bruno! My sweetheart!

How are you, my boy?

What's wrong with you?

Hey, you come here!

Where's Mommy, eh?

Come here!

Come here!

Do you think

this is acceptable behaviour?

This is outrageous!

Or did you mistake the office

for a hotel?

- Forgive me, Don Alfonso.

- Don't give me that!

And I want all of that gone

by the end of the day!

Let this be the last time

I catch you sleeping in here.

Good grief!

This is a notary's office, man!

Morning!

What's going on?

Nothing.

By the way, I'm loving your wife's book!

That bit about the guy

who gets his jaw dislocated by...

I'm going out for a coffee.

It's gets a lot of light.

Two bedrooms.

Only the kitchen's furnished.

The bathroom is at the back, but has

a window out onto the interior courtyard.

The landlady wants someone

with a steady job.

Shes had some bad experiences,

you see.

I work at a notary's office.

I have a regular income,

a yearly bonus and a pension plan.

A regular income is just enough.

By your leave.

Yes, don Alfonso?

OK, lvaro, please tell me

exactly what's wrong with you.

- There's nothing wrong.

- I don't swallow that.

We can't go on like this, lvaro.

It's as if you were somewhere else.

In another world.

Take a break, relax,

go away for a while.

We'll see how you're doing

in a few weeks time,

or a month or two...

What about my work?

You need a break.

You need a break.

He had spent all day long at home

brooding on the situation.

The city was new to him,

and he wasn't able to understand it.

Nobody trusted him,

and that made him feel insecure.

But James knew that he had

to achieve what he'd set out to do,

and that sooner or later he would.

His and Rose's future depended on it,

so he decided to put on his coat

and go outside.

- He walked out...

- Yes, OK. That's enough.

I haven't finished yet.

How long have you been coming

to this class for?

- Three years.

- Three years.

It's not your fault, but mine.

The fault is all mine,

'cause I can't explain things properly.

I should try talking in English.

How many times have I told you

about using English names?

That's absurd!

James, Murphy, Callaghan...

Who the hell's called Callaghan

in Seville?

- I was trying to...

- Trying to what? Be like Philip Roth?

You're not Philip Roth, for God's sake!

Nobody's asking you to be Philip Roth.

What was it that Craig said

the other day in the master class?

You were there, weren't you?

The important thing

is to know what you're writing about,

and what your main character wants.

Now I'm asking you in front of this class,

what are you trying to tell us?

What's the point of that story?

That what you've written is, like always,

hollow, fake, pretentious, flowery.

I could use a long list

of bywords for vacuity,

just to express the nonsense

of what you've written.

Who the hell is this James?

And Rose?

What the hell is up with them?

Because it has no soul.

Because you don't know

what the hell you're talking about!

You don't know

what the hell you're talking about.

The reality is out there.

I've told you all a thousand times,

roll your sleeves up,

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