ENTREVISTA A TONY MONTANA

En 1981, 125.000 cubanos (25.000 de ellos delincuentes de poca monta o enemigos del régimen castrista) afrontan la salida del país, favorecida por Fidel Castro, hacia los EEUU. Entre éstos se encuentra Tony Montana.

Immigration Officer: Okay, so what do you call yourself? Cómo se llama?

Tony Montana: Antonio Montana.And you, what you call yourself?

IO: Where'd you learn to speak the English, Tony?

TM: Uh, in a school. And my father, he was, uh, from the United States. Just like you, ya know? He was a Yankee. Uh, he used to take me a lot to the movies. I learn. I watch the guys like Humphrey Bogart, James Cagney. They, they teach me to talk. I like those guys. I always know one day I'm comin' here, United States.

IO: So where's your old man now?

TM: He dead. He die. Sometime. Somewhere.

IO: Mother?

TM: She dead too.

IO: What kind of work you do in Cuba, Tony?

TM: Ah, you know, things. I was, uh... This, that. Construction business. I work a lot with my hands. I was in the army.

IO: Any family in the States, Tony? Any cousins, brother-in-law, anybody?

TM: Nobody. Everybody's dead.

IO: You ever been to jail, Tony?

TM: Me? Jail? No way. No.

IO: Been in a mental hospital?

TM: Oh, yeah. On the boat coming over.

IO: What about homosexuality, Tony? You like men, huh? You like to dress up like a woman?

TM: What the fuck is wrong with this guy? He kidding me or what?

IO: Just answer the questions, Tony?

TM: Okay. No. Okay? Fuck no!

IO: Arrested for vagrancy? Marijuana?

TM: Never, man.

IO: Heroin? Cocaine?

TM: No.

IO: Where'd you get the beauty scar, tough guy? Eatin' pussy?

TM: How am I gonna get a scar like that eating pussy? This was when I was a kid, ya know? Mm-hmm. You should see the other kid. You can't recognize him.

IO: And this?

TM: Oh, that's nothing, man. That's for my sweetheart.

IO: Sweetheart, my ass! We've been seein' more and more of these. Some kind of code these guys used in the can. Pitchfork means an assassin or somethin'. You wanna tell us about it, or do you wanna take a little trip to the detention center?

TM: Okay, you got me. I was in the can one time. For buying dollars. Big, big deal.

IO: That's pretty funny, Tony.

TM: Well, that's true. It was a Canadian tourist.

IO: Hmm? What'd ya do? Mug him first? Get him outta here! Come on!

TM: So I fuck up! Let me talk to this guy. Please! Let me talk to him a minute. You a Communist? Huh? How'd you like it, man? They tell you all the time what to do, what to think, what to feel. Do you wanna be like a sheep? Like all those other people? Baah. Baah.

IO: I don't have to listen to this bullshit!

TM: You wanna work eight, 10 fucking hours? You own nothing, you got nothing! Do you want a chivato on every corner looking after you? Watching everything you do? Everything you say, man? Do you know I eat octopus three times a day? I got fucking octopus coming out of my fucking ears. I got the fuckin' Russian shoes my feet's comin' through. How you like that? What, you want me to stay there and do nothing? I'm no fuckin' criminal, man. I'm no puta or thief. I'm Tony Montana, a political prisoner from Cuba. And I want my fuckin' human rights, now! Just like the President Jimmy Carter says. Okay?

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