Under the Same Moon Page #5
People change, Carlitos.
Or at least get a ride to L.A.
Eh?
Good night, Enrique.
Good night, Carlitos.
What ifhe's not there?
Go on! He said he'd be here.
Don't chicken out.
Oscar Aguilar.
Are you Carlitos?
Ketchup?
- Yes.
- Yes.
Mustard?
- No.
- No.
Aren't you gonna ask me anything?
What do you do here?
I unload trucks...
but I also go to night school.
Aren't you too old to go to school?
I know, but it took me a while.
Where's your mother?
In Los Angeles.
- Can you take me to her?
- Rosario isn't with you?
- I'm traveling alone.
- How long has she been in L.A.?
- Four years.
- Four years?
That's a long time
to be away, isn't it?
Not as long as you.
I'd never even met you.
But, if you take me to L. A...
maybe you and Mom can make up.
I think she would.
I know I would.
You look a lot like your mom.
Rosario and I were unstoppable.
We used to get along really well.
So? Will you take me?
Yes.
Are you excited to tell
Carlitos the good news?
Yeah.
Stop requested.
Wow.
Only you would plan
a wedding in two days.
Well, if I'm going to do it,
it might as well be quick.
Before I change my mind.
Here you go, Charlie. On the house.
- Coffee?
- Please.
Psst! Hey!
Give him a little longer.
He'll show up. Okay?
Hey, hey.
It's okay. Calm down.
Why don't my parents
want to be with me?
You know what? You're right.
Take me to the police station
so they'll send me back.
Is that her?
Let me see.
- She's pretty.
- What good is that? I never see her.
Wait a minute!
I know you're pissed off,
but don't take it out on her.
You can't blame her
for what your dad did.
Carlitos, a lot.
- Then why did she go so far away?
- What do you mean, "why"?
So you could have a better life.
You ungrateful brat!
Tell me how you've liked
these past few days.
Hiding from the I.N.S.? Eh?
a meal and a place to sleep?
No one chooses to live this way, Carlitos,
unless they've got a good reason.
I'm sure that for her,
you're that reason!
Give it back!
What?
She's not that hot.
Got one in a bathing suit?
# She said I can't wait
to see your face #
# When you see my old hometown #
# When this bread box
touches down ##
- Damn!
- What?
- That's it. We're screwed!
- Why?
Because that's
not an address, Carlitos!
That's the address
my mom puts on all her letters!
It's a P.O. box.
Don't you see all the little boxes?
A lot of people use them
so the I.N.S. can't find them.
Understand?
Look, kid.
Unless you've got a phone number
or a real address...
I've got no place to take you.
- I know. I got it!
- What?
Mom calls me from a pay phone.
We could wait for her there!
She has to call me tomorrow morning.
Sure! Of course!
There're only a couple pay phones
in all of L.A., so piece of cake!
Do you have any idea where
that pay phone is?
Right here. In East L.A.
There's a corner...
with a Domino's pizza...
a bus stop, a Laundromat...
We could-
- You're nuts, kid, you know that?
- Come on! Let's go!
There! The bus stop,
the mural, the phone.
- And the pizza place?
- There it is!
It's not a Domino's.
Come on.
Look. A Laundromat...
a mural.
And look, a phone booth
and... another mural.
- Huh?
- And the pizzeria?
Let's keep looking.
Excuse me, is there a Laundromat
around here?
I don't know about you,
but I'm beat.
My dogs are barking.
Once more. Please.
Okay, then.
Look, a phone booth
and another one of those murals.
It's not here. I just asked.
Those two are taking
too long in there.
- Hmm.
- Maybe they just couldn't wait for dessert!
It's just that-
I thought I could
go through with it...
but I can't, Paco.
I can't.
I'm going back home...
with my son.
I'm so sorry.
You know-
I don't see why
we can't go on with the party.
Nobody died here.
Let's have-
Let's have a going away party
for a wonderful woman.
Paco.
Don't be sad.
It'll be a nice party for you.
C'mon, let's have some fun.
Paco.
My album
Carlos Reyes.
Carlitos.
Mom's jobs.
- Hello?
- Hello.
My name is Carmen.
I call to Mexico.
- Make call to- to Rosario.
- She's not here right now.
- Yes.
It's emergency.
From Carli- Carlitos.
So you couldn't
go through with it, huh?
Who would've thought?
Rosario, a romantic!
- It's not that.
- Then what?
I just think if you're gonna get married,
it should be for love, right?
And that's not being a romantic?
Well, romantic or not...
I'm glad I'm going back.
And you know what?
I'll be there when Carlitos
gets a mustache.
I like this song a lot.
I love it!
Be right back.
- Don't you love this song?
- Yeah.
Wanna dance?
Don't know.
That's okay. I do.
Just hold on to me
and follow my lead. Yes?
Come on. Try it. Let's go.
Just relax and feel the music.
- Very good. Not bad.
- Really?
How's that?
Hey! You fooled me.
Why did you do that?
Like a dance teacher.
I've been looking for you for 3 days.
- I didn't know where to reach you.
- How could this happen?
He was afraid Josefina
- Look, Rosario.
What?
When?
Last Tuesday.
She died in her sleep.
Your godfather
took care of everything...
so don't worry about that right now.
Look, Carmela, if you had anything
to do with this, I swear to you-
How can you think
I would ever smuggle your son across?
Look, Rosario. Please listen to me.
I beg you, stay right there.
How can I just stay here
and not do anything?
I have all my contacts at the border
looking for him, but nobody's seen him.
He must be on his way there!
- Or something happened to him.
- Don't say that.
God forbid!
Please, Rosario, give me a few hours.
Okay, Carmela.
My little boy!
Can I tell you a secret?
Another one? I don't think so.
Remember what happened when
you told me about your dad?
You said people change.
When I came on this trip...
I thought my mom
didn't love me anymore.
But I was wrong.
Thanks for everything, Enrique.
We'll never find my mom, will we?
What do you mean?
Of course we will!
I didn't come all this way
to give up now.
- At what time does she call you?
- 10:
00 a.m. sharp.So we get up early and keep looking.
- Before dawn?
- Sure.
Now, go to sleep.
I can't sit around any longer.
It's been hours,
and she hasn't called.
Paco,
can you check the bus schedule?
Are you sure you want to leave?
He's more likely to make it back
to Mexico than here.
Fine.
Paco, Carlitos is really smart.
He might make it.
I don't think Rosario
I'm not? I'm not, huh?
Let's just suppose the I.N.S. got him
and sent him back to Mexico.
Who the hell is gonna take care of him
with my mother dead?
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