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In Rome, Rick loved the paparazzi and the fuss they made over him and his Nebraska Jim costar Daphna Ben-Cobo. All right there, paparazzos. All right. Take it easy. NARRATOR: He loved the food so much that during his stay, Rick gained almost 15 pounds. But he didn't love the Italians' way of making movies. In fact, he thought the post-synced, "every actor speaks their own language," Tower of Babel shooting style of European movies was ridiculous. While in Rome, Marvin plugged Rick into three other Italian productions. His second Western was Kill Me Quick, Ringo, Said the Gringo, also starring Joseph Cotten and directed by Calvin Jackson Padget, pseudonym for Giorgio Ferroni. His third was an Italian/Spanish coproduction that paired him with Telly Savalas, titled Red Blood, Red Skin, directed by Joaquín Romero Marchent and based on the Floyd Raye Wilson novel, The Only Good Indian Is a Dead Indian. And his fourth, a Spaghetti secret agent, James Bond rip-off-type flick called Operazione Dyn-O-Mite!, directed by Antonio Margheriti. [SIREN WAILING] [GEARSHIFT CLICKS]
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood
1m56s
- Oh. Whoa. - Oh, shit. - Hey. - I'm sorry about that. Sorry about that. Here. Put these on. Don't cry in front of the Mexicans. - Son of a bitch. - What's got you so upset, man? Well, if coming face-to-face with the failure that is your career ain't worth crying about, then I don't know what the fuck is. Right. That guy in there turn you down? No. He wants to help me get into Italian movies. - [SNIFFLES] - Then what's the problem? I gotta do Italian goddamn movies! - That's the fucking problem! - Come on. Fucking bullshit! It doesn't matter whether I cry in public. Nobody remembers who the fuck I am anyway, huh? REPORTER: ...at the Hall of Justice here. The defense will try to prove the killing of Kennedy - was the product of a sick mind. - Fuck! - Thank you. Hey, let's go. - Take me home, Cliff. Come on, take me home. REPORTER: ...as early as next Wednesday. More than 1000 Communists dead are reported in new, large-scale fighting in South Vietnam. U.S. losses are said to be... WOMAN: That's swell, man. Fucking hippie motherfuckers. REPORTER: ...and bases with rockets and mortar fire. As President Nixon was flying to Europe, he received details of that fighting by radio. WOMEN: ♪ Always is always forever ♪ ♪ As long as one is one ♪ ♪ Inside yourself For your father ♪ ♪ All is one, all is one All is one ♪ ♪ It's time we put Our love behind you ♪ ♪ The illusion Has been just a dream ♪ ♪ The Valley of Death And I'll find you ♪ ♪ Now is when On a sunshine beam ♪ Hot dog buns! [ALL CHEERING] ♪ For sure They shall surely see ♪ ♪ No clothing, no tears No hunger ♪ ♪ You shall see, you shall see You shall see ♪ ♪ Always is always forever ♪ ♪ As long as one is one ♪ ♪ Inside yourself For your father ♪ ♪ All is one, all is one All is one ♪
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood
55.9s
Five years of ascent. Pfft. Ten years of-of-of treading water. And now a race to the bottom. Heh. Look, I never had much of a career to speak of, so I can't say I really know how you feel. What are you talking about? You're my stunt double. Come on, now. Shit. Rick, I'm your driver, man. I'm-I'm your gofer. I'm not complaining, man. I like driving you around. I like doing shit around the house and house-sitting in the Hollywood Hills when you're gone. But I haven't been a full-time stuntman for a while now, and from where I'm standing, going to Rome to star in movies does not sound like the fate worse than death that you seem to think it is. Come on, now. You ever seen an-an Italian Western, huh? They're awful. It's a fucking farce. Yeah, how many you seen? One? Two? I've seen enough, all right? Nobody likes Spaghetti Westerns. [INTRODUCTION TO SONG]
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood