Jackie Whips 'Goal' Into A Worldwide Hit
Teary-eyed Peleador stands before a microphone singing "You're My Goal."
Peleador locks eyes with Jackie, who stands on the podium directing the orchestra in the dream recording studio.
In the drum booth, Dave Drummer winks at Jackie as he rocks the sweeping ballad.
Jackie sees Petanque in teary-eyed joy over Peleador's success.
Hank Honey walks in the door of the studio.
Jackie flashes jealous eyes at Hank.
Hank points to the door, like, "You want me to leave? I can leave."
Jackie waves Hank in, points him to a chair far from her, in a back corner of the room.
Hank dutifully sits down.
Atop the Getty Museum, overlooking the ocean, Jackie directs a camera crew making a video of Peleador singing "You're My Goal."
Behind Peleador, on the drum kit, Dave Drummer winks to Jackie.
Jackie scowls, looking at her online bank statement.
It shows $3000 remaining below a flood of red debits.
Jackie pulls up flight booking information from Los Angeles To Buenos Aires, Argentina.
There are two choices: $2000 for American Airlines, vs. $399 for Barato Air.
Jackie's finger hovers over "American Airlines",First Class.
Peleador points to "Barato Air", Coach.
Jackie looks skeptical.
Peleador gives Jackie a thumbs-up: "Barato esta bien."
Jackie and Peleador thrill to see the screen showing Peleador's face zipping up the Billboard Latin Music charts.
Jackie steps out of a limo, holds her hand out to Peleador.
Paparazzis' photo-bulbs flash, blinding Jackie and Peleador.
A crowd of Latin girls mob Peleador.
The girls trample Jackie.
They rip Peleador's clothes.
Peleador picks Jackie up, puts her in the car.
Peleador pushes the driver out of the seat, speeds the limo away.