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Okay, now, so this is where Mickey gets the bad guy, right?

Jabs and jabs. And then he's going to kick him in the stomach and get it. And

then he's going to finish him off, right? With a front jump, snap, kick.

I like movies and all.

Don't get me wrong, but I kind of like reality. And right now, the reality

could be a little more exciting.

Well, I was having fun.

Now, now, now, now, now. You know, I...

I appreciate your being the fighting brains and all behind major motion

picture stars and all, but I was hoping I could see some other talents you have.

Well, that's my best one.

Well, I'll be the judge of that.

Very, very pretty from that.

Woo, I think I'm in love.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I'm going to show you right now. I'm going to tell you.

Whoa, hey, whoa.

Whoa, hey.

Whoa.

It ain't much, but it might do the job.

You know, I know a little something about bulls myself.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

It's all in control.

Letting them know who's boss.

Well, I ain't no bull.

Well, you are tonight.

Let me help you with this.

Okay,

I guess not.

You know, this reminds me of the time I was in Amarillo.

Okay. Uh-huh.

Maybe you should take your hat.

No.

Ow. Ow.

Okay. Okay.

Yeah.

Oh, beautiful.

Just beautiful.

Okay.

Just like two little ticks is great for its own.

You should talk a lot.

Ow, oh, ow.

Ow, okay.

That's enough of that.

Uh-huh. All right.

The kiss would be nice right about now.

Okay, I guess not.

Are you ready?

Yes, ma'am.

Yes. Oh, Ma, how can you, huh?

Going to Wario's isn't going to make any difference. Yes, it is.

It's a good treatment and it works.

Honey, my time is up.

I'm ready.

Well, I'm not.

I love your fierceness.

Your independence.

I love you.

Dear Red Shoes, I've always considered myself to be a rough, tough, no

bullshit, no wimp factor kind of woman.

That was until my mother fell terminally ill.

I tried everything, but there was little I could do to help her.

And the closer to death she came, the more vulnerable I became.

And open.

And curious.

We were crossing the border to a new world.

It held the last hope for my mom.

And, though I didn't know it then, me.

Sexy lingerie.

Three days, and she hasn't eaten a thing.

Buenos días. She's worried about her mother.

Pobre muchacha.

They're from Hollywood.

Hollywood is no good for our people, mijo.

Good morning, Sinead.

Good morning. You remember Lupe?

What was her name?

Only the most beautiful woman of the 20.

They called her the Mexican Spitfire.

She had all the handsome hands.

Douglas, what's his name? John, what's his name? Even Tarzan, whatever his name

was.

I love you.

Want some water?

Your dad wanted me to have an abortion, but you're the best thing that

ever happened to me.

What does that mean?

The sweet lavender.

Ah, senorita, it's good to see you eat.

Would you like some more?

Please.

Senora, last night I saw something that was fascinating.

Men fighting with masks over their heads.

No, senorita.

That fighting is no good.

But, senora, there was one man that fought. You should have seen him. He was

so powerful.

They call him El Vingativo.

Yes.

I know of him.

They say he moved like my husband did.

A great one.

But he was murdered in the ring.

They called my Hector Mil Mascaras.

A thousand masks.

And he had a thousand different faces.

A thousand dreams.

He was beautiful, like my Miguel.

Women and children loved him because he never used dirty tricks.

But the promoters were corrupt.

And when he wouldn't cooperate with them, they got one of their fighters to

cut his throat with a razor blade.

No, señorita, there's no honor in the ring anymore.

Miguel knows that I will lock him up in his room with chains on his arms and

legs if he dares to set foot on the ring.

He woke up the night he died.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't be in here. Your mother is... No, no.

My mom never come here.

It make her too sad.

I make the candles burn all the time.

These masks, they're beautiful.

Would you like to have one?

Yeah. Go ahead. Pick one.

Why don't you pick one for me?

Okay.

Because you're fierce.

Like a panther.

Did I say something wrong?

It's just something my mother always says.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

We'll be right back.

Pobre Tita Holly.

I'm so sorry for you, Mama.

I want you to have this.

Money is not what I want.

I want to see your face.

Please.

I'm filming.

I hope you are not disappointed.

No.

Not.

I decided to scatter Mother's ashes to the winds, somewhere, when I got the

right feeling.

It's what she would have wanted.

And I needed to put some time and space between me and Miguel.

Our worlds were so different.

A masked stranger came into my life and showed me another way.

By the time I was with him, it was as though my soul were transported into

that place somewhere between heaven and earth.

between reality and fantasy.

And if I still feel the same way about them that I do now, I'm going to go

back, see where it takes us.

Where does that take us, fella?

Thank you.