Si, Senor Cummings. I bring it right away.
The coffee, please.
Si, I clean up in the kitchen. But I hear nothing like Senor Ben say. I am sorry.
Buenos Dios! Look! He do not walk, he crawl!

(Off) Ow - oooooooo!

(Off) No! No! Do not kill me! Help! Help! 
(Groaning Hysterically) Ah, mio Dios... Dios... Salva ciamento... ah, ah... Dios.. Dios...
I see... I see.. man stand by window of house... I go look. Man.. Run away fast... I run too.. I jump.. catch man around shoulders.. But I do not catch him...
Nobody hold him... I grab him by shoulders.. Man stop running.. he laugh.. Then what I see what I am holding... it is nothing. My hands.. they go right though the man.

(Blood Curdling Yell, Echo) *Please do a few takes of the Yelling*
(No Mexican Accent) Who? What was that?
I will -- whoever you are  -- with this flashlight. You knocked it out of my hands!
Yes! I can throw a motion picture anywhere... on trees.. on clouds... withoutthe usual ray of light from the machine.